I am off in four weeks to the UK, no more regard for domesticity, food preparation, manicured garden, deadlines and long lists of ‘to do’s’. About time too. The 18 year old and the 21 year old are old enough to hold up their own worlds easily. Lots of dreaming and imaginary compositions brewing….one foot out of the country already. Maximising the anticipation. Metallic threads are calling from Varanasi where they shall finally weave their way onto as yet unfound substrates.
