This year, September’s starting early!
It’s my favourite time of year to do gigs in #Albufeira.
It’s hot, but it’s not deadly, and all the wonderful people that come seem to know each other.
I’ll be in Steps EVERY NIGHT, Jack’s on Wednesdays & The Padel Club on Sundays.
I haven’t tweeted for a long time. Ever since it’s all changed!
But today, and for the next few days, I’m travelling.
My musician Dad died a year ago. He left me all of his instruments and equipment. I’m off to England to organise it all.
A bitter sweet journey.
When I was 10, my Mum & Dad took me on a camping holiday to Brittany, France.
We could still get BBC Radio 1 in the car.
Steve Wright was a daily ritual.
“Sittin’ at a bus stop with a vacant stare, tap him on the head but there’s nobody there. Mr Spoon!”
#SteveWright
My Dad died on Saturday.
Because I’m a lunatic, I want to speak to someone. Anyone. At 3am. When everybody’s asleep.
I’ll wake up tomorrow, and I won’t want to talk to anyone.
I miss my Dad.
@wizzair What’s going on in Faro.
It’s as though your choosing who can fly, and who can’t, with no explanation.
I’m waiting now at 13:50, for my 11:15 flight to Gatwick.
Other passengers allowed through, but not me.
Do you know something I don’t?!
I’m off to see @spacebanduk on Saturday.
Flying from Portugal in a few hours, to watch them in sunny Ashford, Kent.
I love this band. What makes it even better is my mate, Kevin Iverson is supporting them.
I’ll have my dancing shoes on.