about to go about my business for today, which is dropping off some arnica for josiah, dropping keys back to my work, hopefully meeting a few friends here & there. i've got porgy & bess (miles & gil evans) on shuffle, i so love certain tunes - i wish to travel randomly around the album, creating love for other tunes...
the tree surgeon from next door comes round asking for a bicycle pump for his girlfriend, nice fella, i saw him going into his own house a few months back with his gear on: i hope you're not going to chop any of their trees down... no i live here, and anyway i don't cut down trees i am a tree surgeon.. something about people often having preconceptions about men with chainsaws...
so anyway it takes a few more moments than one, rooting around for a bicycle pump, each one found and offered not quite cutting the mustard,... ending without success, oh well, nice to see you anyway, pop back when spski is here... a little bit of community, only a touch but enough, like seeing he woman who lives in the same house, different flat, whose name i never remember, she with her daughter, me & josiah with grace... tiny moments of community...
so i say goodbye to the tree surgeon (i know his name, but very few real names appear here), come upstairs and the moment in the first track on this album that i particularly love, when it opens out and starts grooving in that big, big manner, is playing as i walk into my room.
perfect
x
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