Come on, Eileen

These people ’round here With their beat down eyes sunk in smoke dried faces They’re resigned to what their fate is But not us, (no never) no not us (no never) We are far to young and clever (Remember) Toora loora toora loo rye aye Eileen, I’ll hum this tune forever Today was both weirder,…More

Shut your eyes

Shut your eyes, I spin the big chair And you’ll feel dizzy, light and free And falling gently on the cushion You can come and sing to me I’ve had some pretty strange dreams over the last few days. In Saturday night’s dream, I was on a beach pottering about between rock pools. Most of…More


When I was younger, so much younger than today, I never needed anybody’s help in any way. Today’s been strange. I do feel a little bit like a fraud as for the most part I feel quite alright. Every so often my arm feels stiff and my breast pounds almost like it has a memory…More