Catching the wind
A fine weekend I trust was had by all bloggers and blogger's families, friends and hangers on. We celebrated my mother's 80th in traditional style: lunch in the pub and a calorie overload of extraordinary proportions. But then a treacle tart has certain demonic properties and consumption is compulsory. Party on.
So we are off on one of my favourite days of the year. The "Radio 2 Folk Awards" is a great evening and we are doing the show live from "The Brewery" (oh the hardship) in east London. Whether you like Mike Harding's stuff or not, I can promise a show with some of the most talented musicians in these islands. As you know Donovon gets a lifetime achievement award and we speak to him after 6 as well as Barbara Dickson, who co-hosts tonight. I'm hoping Mike Harding has a confession too. We are on till 7.45 and then on stand-by to pick up after the show has finished. That red button can be used tonight to follow events on your digital TV. I'll wave from our table.
There probably isn't room for an oldie theme today but if you have ever been to a folk gig, bought a folk tune or 2, or own a poster of Joni Mitchell, your reminiscences and memories would be very welcome. I'll include as many as I can on the show. If, on the other hand, you hate the very sound of a banjo or fiddle, er, well, give us a chance or come back tomorrow...
First thing however, I'm off to a nuclear physics lab on a secret project. Yes really.
Have a foot stomping, ukelele picking, squeeze box filled Monday, see you after 5.