Wednesday already and this is only my second post this week!
But in my defence, work has been hectic, home non-stop and my assignment is taking shape nicely.
So I hope I will be forgiven for skipping yesterday's post?
As well as making time to post, I need to make time to sit down with a guitar. I have a song rattling around in my head - I think it is my own... I have tried to look up the lyrics online but can't find anything, so now I just have to hope the tune is mine! I remember the time I thought I had written a great song that turned out to be the same as one I had heard at a friend's house... Anyway, the new song sounds sort of early Van Halen, and in my head I am singing it with Dave Lee Roth's voice! Heh, wouldn't that be a trick?
Anyway, work is calling - I am getting packs of stuff ready for the fieldtrip to Malta. I am not going this year, sadly, as I really like the place, for all its faults. I love the sense of community that you get in the older parts. One image that will stay with me is of a small street in Valletta (the capital city). The street has a few small shops, but is mainly 4-5 storey apartment buildings. An very old woman is leaning out of a top floor window. She has a bucket on a long rope, and a guy from one of the shops is loading food into it. When it is full she hauls the bucket up. From later reading I found that this is a practice that goes back to the 18th century at least! I love little things like this.