“Its life Jim but not as we know it”. Such a useful phrase from STOS and Spock’s words can be used in almost any occasion to express confusion over the exact nature of almost anything now. And things are so often confusing and contradictory. The Donald though just keeps rolling like Ole man river meandering in the post truth age.

Friday was rehearsal of Sonic Boomers the covers band I play with and quite a work out. We use a Church in Stevenage.
Then back in Church the next day but this time I attended a Nephews wedding in Buckingham (Caroline Alison’s sisters son). A bit of a landmark as a lot of the family have not seen me for 20 years or so. It all went well. Decent reception with good food. Jeremy is like his mum a very devout Christian (Church of the happy clappers type) and his new Mrs Becks is also. A farmers daughter that spent 10 years living in Bolivia. A pleasant enough day but modern hymns with a bloke playing guitar that all sounded like a compilation of the “Worst of indie/Brit pop ballads”. I did sing or attempted to do so as they had the words on large screens and a lady reverend of about 50 that had a proper northern accent and was most pleasing of countenance taking the service. A decent reception in The Heyford (really nice food) and lots of chat and then home. We escaped just before the line dancing started So a different sort of day.

I am suffering a bit with the high pollen count now though. Got the first gig booking for 2027 if I am spared as a good friend often says.

Sleepy time again.. I was deep in concentration though, actually listening.