I’ve written before about the couple of planned gigs by Alan Williams and me at the Lymm and Buxton Festivals in July. He will deliver his songs and I shall read my verse and prose. We hope for international stardom, but expect to look like a pair of amiable old buffers before an audience of family and friends who love them. The second outcome is probably preferable.
The update is that Alan and I met with resepctive spouses on Good Friday and talked the matter over, and it really does look as though it will happen.
Gawd help us all.
I rarely leave France these days but that’s certainly a temptation.
Like many of my friends you are too kind to me. I’ve just lost my former publisher and friend, Nick Webb, and am feeling bereft. Shirley and I don’t regret the risk we took in loving him. Love is worth the heartache.