Thursday, 20 February 2014

Garden photies











    All these photies were taken this afternoon in my pal's garden in Marchmont. It looks like Spring to me.

    I have not lost the hankering to ask if it's possible to go back for the last five weeks of the retreat on the Holy Isle. The business I had to do with the flat seems to have been done. The BBC haven't contacted me yet, but I'm not expecting anything from that. The script seemed surprisingly bolshie when I heard it last week. I just don't feel very settled somehow yet. Maybe it's the coming of Spring.

    When the Springtime will come, oh won't we have fun. We'll get out of jail and we'll go on the bum.

No comments:

Post a Comment