under another sun

Feeling very tired, but up to London on the train, travelling with Andrew and Kate, and Carol. Assembled at the Civil Service Club, near New Scotland Yard. We met Adele and Delores, and all had lunch there. Then off to the Dublin Castle in Camden to where Patrick was going to perform. The others went there by the Northern line, not fancying that I took a more scenic route. Ended up walking down Kentish Town Road, which I'd not done for ages. A very weedy smell along there. Camden is usual trendy busy place. I think I have been to the Dublin Castle before, and its music venue in the back of the pub had the authentic sticky floor, so much that you could hear yourself walking in the moments when there was no noise. Hot as a sauna in there till, they turned on the air conditioning.  Lots of acts associated with the Music Production MA that Patrick had done, and all of them good. Patrick did very well, creating a strong rapport with the audience, and having natural charisma. He also bro...

A good day to leave Dorset, with the rain hammering down on Swanage rooftops as we consumed our immense and wonderful full English Breakfasts. The bacon and sausage sourced from a local farm was delicious, and there were bowls of a dozen or more muesli ingredients from which I built a morning muesli too. So yes, we had a muesli breakfast followed by a full English breakfast with thick pieces of brown toast. And this morning they threw in some extra fried potatoes too. Left on friendly terms with Clive and Judie the owners, and we walked off to collect the car, parked the other side of town and drove down the little cobbled lane by the side of the Town Hall and loaded up our cases before driving off towards Studland Bay. The headland shrouded in misty rain. We drove on for twenty minutes or more then down to the beach. It was raining which blurred all the outlines of things at first. Lorraine took off her shoes and soon we were both paddling. The sand at the edge of the water felt cru...