Will you still need me, will you still feed me...
So a certain Beatles tune had a lot of resonance this birthday morning, but Lorraine said she would still love me. I got up and fed the cats and brought us some green teas. Opened my laptop, and clicked a link that mum had sent and saw an orchestra of bears playing Happy Birthday. Lorraine gave me a present of a Keith A Pettit print, and some stem ginger. A few cards, one with £20 in it from Pat and Maureen, signed Mum and Dad, but a humblingly large amount of messages, calls and texts from friends and family. Thanking my lucky stars that I didn't have to waste today working. Even my Godbairns texted me. Season 4 of the Planet Poetry podcast began today, with my interview with Ian McMillan . When Robin and I started it, it was almost an experiment. Now it's a thing, as they say. Now the lounge is painted, Lorraine and I played games of dragging the furniture into different places, as well as fixing curtain rails and rehanging curtains and so on. Amanda now busy paintin...