I’ve been trapped in my house for the last 3 days, quarantined with scarlet fever. Speaking to my parents and friends on the phone, they all thought this illness was long gone, dead as a dodo or smallpox. Apparently not. Trust me to get it.

Anyway, I’m on the mend, dosed up to the eyeballs with penicillin, anti-histimines, and paracetamols. I hope to be (and have been told I will be) fully recovered for next weekends gig with the Snakeman 3 at Delepre Abbey for the Queens diamond jubilee.

‘Till then, it’s me and the acoustic guitar and a pen at home. Or I’ll just stare longingly at the world outside my window.

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