First time for everything & I limped the rest of the way to Primrose Hill.
I'd planned on walking to Kensington High St. to listen to some carol singing at Midnight Mass on Christmas Eve & walk to Kew on Christmas day, but my calf muscle put an end to such lofty ambitions.
Today is the first day that I've left this house since the Eve of Christmas Eve. Not that I minded staying in. I've got great company in Maude the Cat + I appreciate the silence & especially the warmth.
I was freezing in East London {I regularly found shelter in a Virgin Active Health Club & I spent a lot of time swimming & Sauna dripping. I can now swim a lot better than before}.
Nothing like discovering new places. I don't really know this area as I've always tried to avoid Camden Town as I pick up very negative vibes.
There's always the scent of violence in the air.
Maybe I've landed here because there's something here for me. Probably is.
I've learned to explore all the avenues & indeed today I found a very pleasing route to the West End for my Optician appointment {I limped the 4 miles}.
There's something about walking down a hill.
I've been wearing contact lenses. 5 day trial pack. I lost 3 days worth in the struggle to insert them correctly on day one. I should've checked YouTube much earlier, cos there are far better ways to do it than the optician showed me. Today was the day I became comfortable with them.
The reason I wore sunglasses when singing with Ugly Buggs was because I hadn't learned all the lyrics for our set in Whitby & needed those {prescription} sunglasses to read the lyric sheets. Happy accident that they happened to look great on a Bugg Brother. If I'd had contacts, Johnny Bugg wouldn't be the same.
That's the lesson of this Tattle post...
There's always an upside.
I'm looking forward to tomorrow & that's the greatest head space.
Peace, Love & Pussycats,
Keep up the excellent music and stay free - hope the leg is now better and more tattle would be cool....been too long Mr Aston bless Karl and Marni
ReplyDeleteThank you K&M!
DeleteThank you for the reply - your tattle before this one was poignant and as it touches on memories here is one for you.
ReplyDeleteI was saying to my partner during our end of day chill and chat that I saw you in 1985 in a club in Stoke on Trent - Shelleys, which hosted one of the gigs on your tour a short while after the release of Immigrant. My last summer before I left home for college so we were constantly seeing live bands, talking about music and appreciating beautiful girls!!!
That evening you made five guys from the deep Staffordshire countryside very happy with that great buzz from seeing a band and hearing live music: we had only heard and cherished the music on vinyl, radio and tv up until then: a great reception from all those at the gig; you all came and joined your friends afterwards in the audience and none of us were brave enough to go over to you to say hello and thank you. I saw you guys a few times afterwards over a period of years in London but those were not as intimate as that night in the home of Claytown records.
Many years later is not too late say cheers I hope - have been letting my daughter Marni hear your music over the years from the earliest through to ..........whenever .... and hopefully if you play in London in the next year or so I can get the opportunity to take her and see you and your fellow musicians at work- I will buy you all a drink afterwards this time!! Like me you seem to refuse the use of a car so hopefully halcyon days and long walks of inspiration await you -enjoy - bless K and M : )
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