Have discovered an über talented singer-songwriter, the Aussie Matt Corby. His songs have got me through some incredibly stressful weeks. At one of the most horrible days in work I can remember, played his EP “Song for…”over and over. Is the only thing that calmed me down enough to get home! (Sad but true.)
Have been regularly waking up on a Saturday or Sunday morning happily hung-over (from nights on the town.) Went to the fab three day Tramlines music festival in Sheffield, (hence some of those too late nights.) Highlights: sitting in the upper room of a coffee shop listening to The Big Eyes Family Players, a dreamy progressive funk outfit; the Madness style funk of the Elephant Keys.
And am well stuck into chapters thirty one and thirty two. The last part of the novel is a series of letters by a new character Jay. He’s quite wicked at times and challenging – a v. exhilarating person to be.