It’s been uncharacteristically sunny hereabouts. The suspicion aroused by so much sun on a bank holiday weekend in Scotland cannot entirely undo the pleasure it brings. Shine on.
I want to drink your honey blood (preferably from your skull)
Thanks to Paul Hanley’s Leave the Capital I know a lot more about Graham Gouldman, whose music I have loved for years though I didn’t really know it. Review of that tome coming as soon as I get a moment to draw breath. Also, I need to chase down that whole episode of Arena.
Suburbia holds more than you care for…