Let’s get the downers out of the way first. A shaky start to the year for sure. Losing David Johansen and Brian James in the space of a...

When you are a kid, a year represents a small fraction of your upcoming lifetime, or so you hope. At sixty-two, and with a recent history...

S.A.D. kicked in around mid-September this year. I start falling asleep in front of the telly and can spend the first hour of the day...

Harold Wilson once quipped that a week is a long time in politics, and no truer example has there ever been than the last week of US...

27/04/2024 I’m walking through town and catch my reflection in a shop window, black coat, Breton jumper, black cap. Hollow cheeks and a...

These chapters end and leave us bereft. We tell ourselves and each other that it was a blessing, there was surely only suffering ahead,...

I was born in 1962 which means this year I will turn 62. I’m thinking I may get a new tattoo. Apparently, in numerology, the number 62 is...

So, it’s been a year since I entered the dark castle of Watford General Hospital to dispose of my cancerous kidney. I remember it being...

I know I can find myself being uncompromisingly honest on occasion and then reprimanding myself the following day. Maybe I shouldn’t...

I popped over to Welwyn Garden City today – just fancied a different Sainsburys in a different town. The sun was shining, and I hadn’t...

I see these people – same generation as me – who’s hearts were first captured by Glam Rock, who idolised Bowie, Iggy, Lou, Marc and the...

Sixty-One – there it is, done and dusted, dozed off in my teens and woke up in the third age! Old guard folk-punk-poet in his senior...

Once upon an April night I awoke to a terrible pain that ran from chest to abdomen and doubled me up in an excruciating knot. The...

It’s been a strange month. You know how sometimes random things seem to be connected, like there’s some meaning to it all. It’s like...

Chatting to Mark about revolutionising the digital music industry, next highs, occasional lows and the cool, crazy world of The Pocket...

I have received word that my little book - The Sound of Revolution – has been accepted into the National Poetry Library. It’s a sweet...

So back in February I was asked to participate in a little mini documentary. My friend’s daughter is at Film School and her group were...

09/01/2022 So there I am driving from St Albans to Harpenden on a Sunday afternoon, just an ordinary day. I’m thinking about the folks...

08/12/2021 So I got up early as we had a planned Tinseltown gig at The Clock Tower. These are little pop-up gigs that the Arts Team host,...

So here we are, up in the Gods at The Royal Albert Hall as Patti kicks in to the first number. She is benediction She is addicted to thee...