That was a great day, Monday. Good news for my campaign, news
I didn’t think I’d see.
It’s possible that it’s been won.
Mind you, in an article that’s going up on the Blog tomorrow, you’ll see that it isn’t completely
sorted…not yet. And no, I’m not stopping….. not just yet.
Then in the evening I went to see a group of Comrades from
the struggle. Talked through the developments, had a chat about it all, picked
up some advice – where the blog goes from here, how to broaden it out.
It came home to me that none of them had actually seen it –
in fact I don’t know anyone who has, at least not amongst friends. So a big
thank you to all those kind ‘strangers’ out there, without whom nothing would
have happened.
Then I sped off to the
Red Lion, Isleworth to catch the second half of the evening.
Robbie Robson couldn’t make it – his Mother was in hospital,
so it was just a quartet, which is how I like it. It was a pretty respectable
night, I felt it needed a wiff of the street to wake it up, then again I always
do. That’s jaaaaazzzzzz.
These were the ‘Four Professors’ – all four teach at the
Guildhall school of Music, which is probably why it was so polite. Martin
Hathaway on Sax was expert and on the button, Steve Watts on Bass was solid. I
was very impressed with Malcolm Edmonstone on keyboards jarring out the notes,
especially in amongst the offbeats from the bass and Trevor Tomkins drums
during the quiet parts.
Best of all was Duke Ellington’s ‘In a mellow tone’, with the
drums, bass and keyboards hammering out what I’d call the ‘dub’ section. That
should make the ‘professors’ wince.
A good night. I celebrated. Now I’ve got a sore head to go
with a sore ankle and a knee that has let me down, disgracefully.
Lots of memories came back to me.
Sitting in Café Nero in Egham, noodling on the net and
opening up a Blogger page, then going home and firing off the first posting,
‘to change the world and save lives, no big deal then’.
Back in December when I realised my illness was coming back
at me fast – it was snowing and sleety and I was on crutches and slipping about
and flyposting (ahem) exploiting
viral marketing methods. Crutches are never a good idea where breaking the
law (ahem) obtaining legal publicity is concerned. When you’re ill and cold
and getting nowhere fast, it’s hard.
Then there was;
Laughing like a drain.
Finding a voice.
Doing something to be proud of.
I thought there wouldn’t be time to get anywhere – every time
I planned to do work promoting it, I’d feel worse or family problems would get
in the way. But every time I felt worse I knuckled down to do the research for
the articles.
It’s a really good feeling, but still more to do; for a start
I need to check there are actually going to be 10 consultants at the A and E –
check out my analysis tomorrow.
Right now, I’m feeling pretty lucky.
Neil Harris
(a don’t stop till you drop production)