So, for a while, no more getting up at nine-thirty after dreams of white cities on cliffs, rocky beaches where the surf angrily crashes against the piers and rocks, or walking along that motorway ramp in the sunset watching the mountains far away and half the deserted city going up in flames and smoke while a column of people slowly move away towards the hills with bundles on their backs. Er, wake up now, have to finish the taxman thing. Oh well.
Slow Start
So, for a while, no more getting up at nine-thirty after dreams of white cities on cliffs, rocky beaches where the surf angrily crashes against the piers and rocks, or walking along that motorway ramp in the sunset watching the mountains far away and half the deserted city going up in flames and smoke while a column of people slowly move away towards the hills with bundles on their backs. Er, wake up now, have to finish the taxman thing. Oh well.
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Fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way...
So the heat wave came and went and the rain returned. Life as normal , then. Shell keeps harassing me with phone calls, emails, paper mail. Even…
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These guitar lessons....
If you take lessons with me and get a mail/SMS/Whatsapp message that says something like "Good morning , Hope all is ok at your end. Did you make…
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web page things
Adding a guitar reference page to my little guitar lessons website. Not a lot in there as yet, and almost all of it classical guitar related but both…
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