>Batten down the hatches

>It was another good weekend.

On Friday evening the gig buddy and I managed another 2 bands. On Saturday I did my walk around Phoenix Park and I uploaded the pictures for that and Calke Park. I didn’t make it to Mom’s and Dad’s on Sunday because Dad wasn’t feeling great and didn’t want to pass it on to me – it goes straight to my throat. So I blitzed the house instead and was good for nothing by yesterday.

Today is an extra day off for the bank holiday and I go walking, doubling my distance and time to see how I do.

The gig list fell over again during the night but this time when it came back everything was gone … and I was neither heartbroken nor devastated. The whole thing has been a nightmare recently, taking more time and effort than a full time job but without the remuneration. I am allowed neither an opinion nor neutrality; people think they have the right to interfere with my life and/or drag me into theirs; when I refuse to do what they want they spread malicious little lies about me and (worse!) others believe them. I don’t need that, it’s no fun, and I get nothing from it any more. So while I decide what to do, I’ve deleted it. That gives me 90 days to think about it.

While I do that I’m also contemplating a shiny new blog with a shiny new url. So make sure I have your email address if you want to keep reading as I may not add it to the search engines. I think I want some anonymity back.

Meanwhile, I’m also doing some rebuilding. The walls are going back up, the padlocks being relocked. Too many people have been getting too close and I have some self-preservation to do. I’m particularly interested to see how many so called “friends” drop off the Facebook radar as they realise I’m no longer of any use to them. And I’ll need all of my strength in case there are any shocks.