Yearly Archives: 2012
when it’s not always raining, there’ll be days like this
I read enough blogs daily to know that everyone has moments (days, weeks, even months) of despondency. You could certainly say that’s been me over the last couple of months. But now, for no particular reason that I can name, I feel as though I’ve just snapped back into blog-action. It’s not that I haven’t been doing anything, I just haven’t felt inclined to share it on here. But now I do. And such is life, I suppose. I’ve commissioned a new banner from the boy; nothing fancy, just a change to freshen this place up. And now? Why, some 1980s Chanel, of course. Start as I mean to go on and all that.
and the vision that was planted in my brain still remains
This song holds a very special significance for us. It never fails to make me feel sad. But glad, too. For so many reasons. I’ve mentioned it before, here and here. So, I was particularly happy when Cast decided to cover it recently. It’s so refreshing to hear it sung in an accent much closer to home (geographically and emotionally). It’s shot straight into my top five covers. And that’s saying something. Enjoy!
and we gave it time, all eyes are on the clock
I am still here, you know. Life just seems to be getting in the way. Plus, I still haven’t got my Berlin films developed. And that’s what we’re all waiting for, really.
some people got lost in the flood, some people got away alright
We got back from Berlin last night. It took us a couple of days to get our heads round the place, but once we did there was obviously no going back. It’s hard to think of all that life still going on over there, in all our favourite places, while we’re back here. I can’t wait to go back. Obviously there’ll be a more comprehensive post soon and an onslaught of photos, but for now work is calling. No rest for the wicked.
i already know the roads that you will take me down tomorrow
We’re going to Berlin in the morning, but I shan’t baffle on about that until I came back. You’ll be bombarded with photos upon our return. But more important than our jollies is the gig we’ll be going to next weekend. Olde Time Religion, hosted by The Springtime Anchorage, who I’ve mentioned before here, are hosting it on 10th March at the Zanzibar, Liverpool. I don’t need to tell you how boss a night it’ll be, but I will: IT’LL BE BOSS. So if any of you are north-west heads, I suggest you get down there, not least to see our new friends, The Wellgreen (who can also be found here and here, JUST SAYIN’). Get onto me with all those links. See you then, but in the meantime, tschüs!
the house is always empty ’cause they’re all doin’ time
Much needed day off today. Went out for breakfast and then had a nosy round the shops. Obviously, it had to be the first day of half-term, or so I quickly realised. I therefore didn’t have the shops to myself like I’m used to which is clearly not on. I was, however, amused by the poor girl who was clearly making her first ever trip to the vintage shops, with bemused parents in tow (they were very vocal, she was very mortified). Anyway, I’m home and dry. I’ve descaled the coffee machine and done three lots of washing. Clean bed linen and jarmies for me tonight. Oh, and it was still daylight at five! Spring is mere moments away. Hoo-bloody-rah.
but our trip was different
