Arguably the best song about fame. Phil Collins’ voice particularly suits this song, and Mike Rutherford’s guitar solo, which wanders aimlessly, sums up the vagaries of fame as a “bridge to nowhere”. Advertisements
Taken on 26 June 2012. Due to all the rain we’ve had, everything in the garden has been growing like mad! The Philadelphus, and the Fuchsia on its left, are both 2.5-3 metres tall.
I was taught chess in 1970, at the age of eleven, by a twelve-year-old American boy, John Crown, who was living on our road at the time. Having taught me the moves, we then played a game with me as … Continue reading
This track – from their first album, Sound Magic – is wonderfully upbeat, epitomising the interweaving of both cultures’ musical traditions through the collaboration of these musicians. Both culture’s are represented in this track – indeed, Myrdhin’s beautiful Celtic harp … Continue reading
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Just a few days ago – on the 23rd June, around a quarter to eleven in the morning – I again caught sight of the fox. I quickly went upstairs to get the camera and came down but it’d disappeared. … Continue reading
The following photo was taken on 24th April, just coming up to ten o’clock at night.
On the 24th April, around 1.30 in the afternoon, I again saw the fox resting at the bottom of the garden – and managed to get a few more photos before it disappeared.