Precious Things

This seems to be one of those few days where many things converge. I went to see Bic Runga in Bristol last night. The opening song, “Precious Things” was the first one of hers I ever heard and remains a favourite. It brought a tear to my eye.

If I could find a suitable review site I’d post a review of the gig which I really enjoyed. I’d have preferred a better venue though, having the whole thing in the upstairs bar meant a lot of people couldn’t see (not a problem for me as I’m tall). If I can sound like a moany old git for a moment (I normally manage it) – I don’t get why people want to spend 10 quid on a ticket and then spend the whole gig talking loudly to each other and paying no attention to the artists – they could save a heap of cash (well ten quid) by just going to the pub.

Felt elated after the Gig – and sort of sad too. Why do I feel homesick for a country where I wasn’t born, and have only visited once for three weeks? Afterwards I went to get some food and the Finn Brother’s “Take the Weather” was playing on the radio.

After the gig I quickly moved to recollection of my mate’s poetry site and blog to which he has invited me to contribute – the gig was very inspirational so I ought to try.

Decided to burn a CD to listen to in the car – my usual stuff, Kermode’s film review. I decided to add some Bic Runga tracks than I remembered an entry in my mate’s blog about the Dandy Warhols – I don’t remember the song so I decided to burn that too.

Oliver's Poetry

Created by a friend of mine and in addition to great poetry, has an amazing blog.
http://www.oliverspoetry.com/

Much has happened since my last post

Moved out of my house. In order (seemingly) to confirm my dim view of lawyers, ours sent most of the proceeds to me. This was in contravention of the instructions sent to him in a copy court order forwarded to him in advance by both me and my ex-wife.

Went to Car supermarket to look for a more practical car. Mine has a boot and you can't even fold the seats down (what was I thinking of?).

Nicest by far (at least to sit in) was a Renault Vel Satis. The model they had wouldn't be my top choice though so I may look for another.
Second nicest was Rover 75 Estate - except the ones with black interior were a bit oppressive.

Other candidates - Renault Scenic, Citroen C5, Ford C-Max, Focus and mondeo. Fiat Uylussssee(?) and therefore Citroen C8 and Peugeot 807.

Ruled out: Nice Toyota Avensis (seat wouldn't go low enough), Honda Accord (shame - liked the outside). Vauxhall Vectra (new shape) estate - concrete seats and flimsy fittings. Peugeot 307 - flimsy feel and non-adjustable steering wheel. Renault Megane - too little legroom, Citroen C4 (same reason but a shame as I like 'em). Vauxhall Astra (concrete seats). Mercedes C class Estate - really flimsy feeling interior.