Friday the 29th was fantastic. I started the day glued to the telly with tissues and my guitar close by to accompany the more boring moments. Beautiful church, beautiful bride, a funny moment watching the queen ignoring Camilla on live television, and some awesome coral music. Stunning wedding. I got a thing for prince Harry.
Anyway, that was the wedding, and then I crashed a street party near my street in Barnes, well I was kind of invited by a resident. A very old friend from Israel whom I hadn’t seen in eleven years came to visit, and it was great to be able to share some pretty special British traditions with him.
Then we hopped on the bus to Richmond to the Duke’s Head open night. Everyone had been drinking all day so there was a merry atmosphere and good music as always.
On my way home I bumped into my landlord walking his dog. I said hello and was surprised to note nill recognition. When I told him who I was, he admitted he hadn’t recognised me because… I looked so young. Well now that’s surely a great ending to a good day all around!
And now I’m sat on the grass in East Sheen, at the Home guard blues music fest, having just played a few songs, been fed a burger and as Greg from Masterchef always says: it doesn’t get much better than this.
Let’s have another long May double bank holiday next year!

The Home Guard Blues Fest










