Earworm

Ever since I beheld "Standing At The Sky's Edge" in Sheffield's Crucible Theatre, one of the songs has been echoing in my head, replaying itself like a stuck record on a turntable. The song is "Tonight The Streets Are Ours" and here's Richard Hawley singing it back in 2007...

It is an odd but tender song I think and to me it's about going out on a weekend night and having fun, feeling free without the usual restraints of everyday life.

In other news, our front door opened at four o'clock on Friday afternoon and  a familiar voice called out, "Hello! It's me!". The visit was most unexpected. It was our son, Ian. He had just driven up from London on a journey that had taken him almost exactly four hours. The prime reason for his visit was to be here for Phoebe's second birthday party. She will be two years old tomorrow morning and there will be a gathering in the back room of our local pub where Richard Hawley has often played his guitar and drunk alcoholic beverages.

In place of would-be musical heroes there will be a bouncy castle in the concert room tomorrow and a big balloon in the shape on a number 2.

from Yorkshire Pudding https://ift.tt/ceDF7X9