Booo....bad pun...
Isle of Nod is a good place for a tan these days - even with all the rain.
Lots of cottaging has left me brown and relaxed, despite a pesky sprained right ankle. This has forced me to put a lot of house projects on hold until my leg is better. Forced rest sounds nice, but it's a bit frustrating.
Rehearsals with Alysha Brooke and fairly new trio, Swamp Donkey, are in the category of music happenings. But far more mind blowing, I did a session on saxes last week for the Man, the God, the Legend, RIK EMMITT's next CD. That was rather mind blowing - he's amazing on gtr and vocals...hasn't missed a step since the days I worshipped him in TRIUMPH. I'm excited to see how the song turns out!
Ahead: more music. Ray's latest Zepplin band plays Boston Manor on Friday. Wedding on Sunday. Lane's birthday on Saturday - including the annual fish smoking. Maybe a trip out East in August - we'll have to see. New boiler coming. That's about it. Here are some summer pics for your consumption.
Keaner and I, WasegaMy nephew and niece, Dan and Sam. Far too cool...
The Keane clan.
My latest 'stalker'... ;-)
That's it for now from the Isle of Nod. Happy summer, all!
Nod
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