This morning, as i stroll into the Simon Community Hilldrop Road Day Centre where I'm about to run another Music Tuesday I notice that a piece of vegetation is hanging down onto the path. It has white flowers - thorns, it reminds me of both bramble and hawthorn - but it's most likely neither of these. I setup the keyboards, then seeing that we have not yet got any punters in I reach into my bag for the secateurs and the gardening gloves and go and see about that vegetation.
I cut the offending greenery, as far back along the branch as i can, taking a couple of the white flowers with me. As i stand there - branch in hand - i find that i am admiring it's length & strength. I set about taking all the thorns from it, and it's while i'm doing this that the 1st punters turn up. So it's down tools and go and teach.
Later on during lunch i return out there and continue stripping the thorns from it, distributing the
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hoping to capture the odd angles through which i look at the world..
