‘Time keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping into the future‘. From the song ‘Fly Like An Eagle’, by the Steve Miller Band.
We’re going out tonight. In a minute, in fact.
We went out for dinner last night.
The night before last, we went to an acoustic night at Oxford’s internationally renown Catweazle Club.
Tonight, in a minute really, we’re going to another gig. This time in Oxford’s Wheatsheaf.
These days we really seem to be spending lots of time…
Sadly all this socialising means other things aren’t getting done.
I have started but not yet finished editing the Empty Vessels interview.
I have started but not yet finished putting together the three podcasts that will ‘air’ while we are in the states.
Somewhere along the line in the next two days I need to find the time to get all the prep done for the US trip.
And I have about 35 hours’ of work to fit in to the next three days.
I’m not complaining though.
I’m just, in my own way, apologising for my lack of appearance in these parts lately.
Soz.
Normal service, even if that means posts originating from the USA, will be resumed as soon as possible.
Srsly.
I love you, man.