Saturday, 24 March 2018

William James McCutcheon 'Never smoke your own sweat'.


"The loyalest and most devotest [sic] soldier I ever saw, and a very great personal loss"  HPW to his father, April 1945

Removing a packet of cigarettes from my father on a hot day: 
"Sor! Never smoke your own sweat"

Monday, 12 March 2018

ROCK AND ROLL

Cool rockin' and rollin' photo from the Nambucca gig t'other night:

Tom H. Pedro, Jacob, Tom M., Jake (pic by Jeff Moh)





Thursday, 8 March 2018

SAD BOYS CLUB

On at 8.30, should anyone reading this be inclined.  Playing Barfly as was (Camden Assembly) on 14 March, but i believe that is sold out.


Wednesday, 7 March 2018

ST DAVID'S DAY POEM


ST DAVID’S DAY, LONDON, 2018

So splendidly bleak, this St David’s Day.
A cold corpse of a day, the blood drained
from its veins, the cemetery’s rare lush shades
reduced to weak tints of green, brown, grey.

The air’s as empty as the white duvet’d plots
and I wonder, where are the parakeets
that love to flock screeching across the dead.
They’re absent as daffs.  Perhaps drawing lots.

Lonely headstones crook proud of iron ground.
Heavy-winged angels seem to grieve again.
In the snow-silence the present dominates.
There is no then or when, but only now.

Snow obliterates borders, ways. So I plant
my feet where I wouldn’t, oblivious
of foul or infringement.  This is all one place.
We all come: you and I and Dewi Sant.

Wynn Wheldon

Monday, 5 March 2018

FAUN and FAWN - There's a big difference, although both hoofed

FAWN A young fallow deer, a buck or doe of the first year

FAUN One of a class of rural deities; at first represented
like men with horns and the tail of a goat,
afterwards with goats' legs like the Satyrs,
to whom they were assimilated in lustful character.

Sunday, 4 March 2018

The Girls of Slender Means

"...long ago in 1945."  The last words of Muriel Spark's acute, wicked novel The Girls of Slender Means, published in 1963, eighteen years after the period in which the book is set.  It is as though Spark knew this book would be read long after it was written (18 years ago is, of course, just yesterday for those of us approaching 60).