Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Silent generation

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It is a joy having my 25 year old son to stay, but it is a penance to wait until 11 o clock in the morning (when he gets up) to play my sax. When it’s just me and my main man here on our own, I can get up and play at 6 in the morning if I feel like it. And sometimes I do.

The question is – will the roads be sufficiently clear from snow at teatime for me to get to my sax lesson ? Fingers crossed.

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