It's been an odd weekend...
I spent the weekend catching up with friends and enjoying my birthday. I am now the proud owner of a new book on baking, a CD of Bach cantatas sung by Andreas Scholl and the latest book of photographs by Annie Liebowitz. Oh, and a large, inflatable dinosaur.
I've been reading the poetry of John Burnside (Black Cat Bone is a haunting volume), getting increasingly fed up with pop music and more ready than ever to grasp a chance to play exciting and original music.
March has a knack of flying by quickly though, so I need to make each day count.