It's Impossible to say Which one is Which...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EfK-WX2pa8c

2017 is fast becoming a very challenging year for Britain, I can only sit and shake my head as I watch so many people experiencing such unnecessary horrors, and feel kind of grateful that my kids are growing up in a place where such spiteful twists of fate are practically unknown. 

I have nothing but sympathy for so many who are having misfortune piled onto them. 

Whether these horrors are down to brainwashed fanatics, or money-obsessed politicians is really becoming a very real question for me. 

Because behind every one of these misfortunes it appears that someone, somewhere who was looking out for No. 1 and who clearly doesn't care about the impact to their actions on others, is culpable.

"No question now, what had happened to the faces of the pigs. The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which." (George Orwell)



Written with deep sympathy to all affected.

Hampden Jamden

Last night was a milestone day in Hampden, Otago. The inaugural meeting of the ;Jamden’ took place. Riz and Rick and myself spent three solid hours playing our guitars and drums from a diverse catalogue of songs

We gathered in the deep winter dark at the Presbyterian Hall,  and played some music on guitars. Live. Tentatively at first, but with burgeoning confidence as the evening sore on.

The point of Jamden is to provide a community forum for local people to make their music and share their ideas. This is a ‘muso’ free zone though. In that, I mean the brief we described to each other was a ‘softly-softly’ approach.

We will gather more members by approaching individuals and teaching them a secret handshake or something, and then sit in on fortnightly jam-sessions, with special guest appearances by local luminaries and musical talents.

So, watch this space, I guess.