Thursday. Out to Tibenham Greyhound, me and the kids, lovely relaxed session, beautiful singing (not mine...), Alice off to a friends across the road, Robert listening to Liam, Part-time Dan and me rambling far beyond the gone home early crowd.
Friday. 40th birthday party, then away from the disco and on to Walsham le-Willows. Sleepy Six Bells. Big John, Neville, Steve and all. Another session, all bluegrass, kids having a scream playing cards. Alice can't shuffle, and watch her - she deals her cards from the bottom...
Saturday. Built a giant parcel shelf for the Skylark - our minibus - somewhere safe to transport the double bass now it's seeing more use again. Bloody great thing. Why would anyone learn to play one!!!? And on to Ipswich, tank running on empty, driving around in rain cloud darkness to find the huge lawns of Chris's place. Caravans, tents, playing in a handful of marquees. Banjos by the half dozen, even two more bassists! Loads of old friends, new friends from all over the country. Barbeque, toasted marshmellows. Lovely.
Sunday. Later on today. Another meet up with them "one night only" boys. Really looking forward to this one - a no plans thrash through anything we know! And more.
Feeling alive this weekend. Oh to bottle the passion for all those dark times. To drink down better times and paint the world bright.
edit Gig was really good. Getting double flashed by a speed camera leaving Norwich - far less so. Driving rain, following traffic in the old Sedan, 77 year old speedo ain't all that...
Sitting here silently screaming "aaaaarrrrggggghhhh....."
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