Come this September I'll have travelled sixty times around the sun, seemingly endlessly looping around the star as it in turn circumnavigates the galaxy which is itself wheeling through space on its own course. It's enough to make you giddy. It is true though that the older you get the more you do realise … Continue reading Let’s talk poetry
I started to write a piece about September: September; the summer is over, the days are noticeably getting shorter, there is a definite autumnal chill in the air, not every day, but some days and especially in the mornings. September; leaves are turning, falling; nature is shutting down some of its systems to ride-out the … Continue reading SeptVember Song
I was in Katowice recently, end of August; yes, again, I like Katowice, and I took the time to go and visit The Silesian Park, (Park Śląski) which is a big public park, really big, over 600 hectares in area, about 1,500 acres and it sits on the border of Katowice, Siemianowice Śląskie and Chorzów; … Continue reading A walk in the park.
On Friday 29th September I went to the London Palladium to see The Zombies performing their 50th Anniversary show of Odessey and Oracle, an album released in 1968 but recorded in 1967, hence the 50th anniversary. I was there with Marysia and Przemek, keyboards and guitar respectively in the Warsaw based band, Signal To Noise … Continue reading Two Concert Weekend
Lubię jesień, lubię czas przejścia. Wietrzne szare poranki, gdy nadal w powietrzu jest trochę ciepła. Zimne, jasne poranki, kiedy uważasz, że zima jest niedaleko. Piękne, ale trochę smutne. Dzisiaj szedłem do pracy w deszczu. Nie padał deszcz bardzo mocno, w powietrzu niewielki opad deszczu. Miałem parasolkę ze sobą, ale nie chciałem jej używać; podobało mi … Continue reading Odważni chłopcy, nie płaczą…
Listening to information being broadcast over a railway station PA system is, in my experience, never an easy proposition, even if it is in a language in which you are fluent. Most, not all I grant you but most PA systems carry a certain amount of distortion, are too loud or too quiet and are … Continue reading Inowrocław, the journey home…
It was a rainy Saturday morning in Racibórz; later that day there was a beautiful wedding ceremony, two friends who I'd met separately a couple of years back had met each other. The rain eventually stopped. The day just got better and better.