I just lost my entire entry!
Always happens when I don't write it first and cut and paste into this box.
Silly silly. I should learn.
DON"T WRITE THE BLOG ON THE SITE.
Again.
Learn it.
Twat.

Still haven't phoned my sister because i no longer have her phone number.
What a sad stae of Modern Art that is.
We bought new phones at Christmas for the house and forgot to copy over the numbers in the memory.
They are crap phones too. VS2000 by Panasonic. You can hardly hear what people are saying on the other end.
Bring back those kinky wires.
I have always jokingly referred to them as "pointless phones" (phones without a cord?). Now I can see the irony...

Hope Trx doesn't get home before I finish this entry. I want to be in bed reading by then.

Having said that about phones, I've spent an hour chatting with RH this evening about all sorts of stuff, inc. his 40th tomorrow. Seems my gift has arrived safely and been well received. Much deserved, my friend.
Athols CD Love Songs to a Dalek(you heard it here first) which I have also sent ot OnelittleINdian, AjantaMusic and Mark at FleeingNewYork.
She deserves to be heard.

egg decorating tonight for the Easter PArade on Friday.
Flo has won her class prize in Year's r, 2, 3 and 4 so we have told her not to expect to win again. Mind you, her Humpty Dumpty scene is very funny and well thought out.
We always make a point of letting them do their own work and living with the consequences of it perhaps not truning out very well. Seems its a good idea.
She always beats any of the parents who spend time and money trying to showoff their own talents.
It's so not about that.
This year Ali has done an Excellent Eye Egg (with one eye and a Barbie jacket on) and Stan's first entry is a Pig Money Box.
Amazing what you can do with a few blobs of blu-tak some pink paint and a marker pen. he has tried reallyhard.
It's simple, but I think very effective.
Funny little man - he cares SO much about his work. Everything has to be absolutely just so. Youngest in the school. And he loves it

Oxford Thursday with kink. Sent a map up today as she is driving there for the first time.
We are meeting for the day.
She split with her "boyf" at the weekend and I thought some Dad Time might be needed. We're meeting for a chat and some time togetehr over lunch.
Like grown ups.
I am childishly excited.

And the bank 'drew down" (???) the loan today so I can spend some time tomorrow writing out cheques and settling accounts with loads of people
hurrah

I can feel
the turning of the tide

Over the weekend my eyes fell on a tape I recorded a few years ago.
The Passing Time, I called it.
A compilation of artists performing songs either written by or otherwise once performed by Marc Almond.
Finding it was a sign.
First glinted at in converstaion recently with various muso/s on the merits (or otherwise) of cover versions and remixxes.
Generally speaking, I'm a big fan of both.
Marc's done a lot in his career, and I remember when buying Absinthe, what ten years ago? that there was a lot more depth to his influences than even I imagined. It's one of his most beautiful and provocative albums, even if the songs are miles outside the accessible range of most of his more recent audience.

Anyway, this tape.
Scott Walker (of course) - In My Room/Jacky/My Death
Edith Piaf - A quoi ca sert l'amour/autumn leaves
Jacques Brel - Ne me Quitte Pas/J'arrive
Aznavour - What MAkes A man A man/Yesterday
Gene Pitney - Something's Gotten Hold
Juliette greco - Deshabille Moi
Marie france - The Flame/Scherezade
Marie Coughlan - Saint Judy/There is a Bed
Lou reed - Caroline Says
David Bowie - My Death
David McWilliams - The Days of Pearly Spencer
Daid Gray - Say hello Wave Goodbye
Gloria Jones - Tainted Love
Inspiral carpets (!!!) - Tainted Love

Ok, the list deteriorates but its not in playing order.
It's absolutely superb and deeply moving.

From Absinthe I went on to listen to lots of Greco and Barbara and added a couple of albums to my Brel catalgue.
Scott Walker has a new album out soon and an exclusive interview on the culture show this week!!!!
I love torch and cabaret (Almond, Minnelli, Garland, Dietrich, Gainsborough, brel..) and I love electronica (Foxx, Eno, Kraftwerk), so what I need to find is
somethng that combines both genres.

This shift in taste (perhaps development, rather than shift) exemplifies the kind of obtuse mood I've been in lately. I can recognise the symtoms now.
It goes with not sleeping.

I've just read 2 Timothy while listening to Jacques Brel.
How does that work??