Monday was the luckiest day – I spent the morning with my
Tory dentist – we argue all the time although he usually gets the last word –
because he’s got my mouth full of equipment.
Afterwards I spent a while in Hounslow. I never get to go
there anymore, which is sad. I used to
work there and lived just up the road.
It’s a wonderful, vibrant Asian town. Full of life and hope. I
wrote a Blog about the film ‘Bend it like Beckham’ last year – it was made
locally and captures all of that feeling.
I bought two – big money proper new hats. Not from charity
shops, not from discounters.
How about this for a hat:
That’s a real Pork Pie Hat, that hat.
It does mean that I could now have Charlie Mingus’s ‘Goodbye
Pork Pie Hat’ played at my funeral, except it’s not my favourite tune. Written
to say goodbye to Lester Young, it does have a bit of class to it.
As does my new hat – I bought it for chemotherapy but then,
when it came time for me to go to my Jazz Club I couldn’t resist wearing it.
In a world of Jazz Hats I have to say that mine was the
coolest.
I said it was the luckiest day – it was. I phoned Impact
Tours in the afternoon and they confirmed I have a booking for Saturday.
I AM GOING TO FRANCE!
A day trip to St. Omer!
The blog is going international!
Ever since I got ill, the one thing I dreamt of, the one
thing I couldn’t do was to travel. This Saturday, I get a day in La Belle France.
I can’t believe it.
If anyone can think of anything to do in St Omer I would like
to hear from you.
As far as I know it’s an industrial town in Le Pas de Calais
and its only claim to be a tourist attraction is that when you go to France to
buy cheap lager – that’s where they make the cheap lager.
Mind you, there are worse things I could do than drink lager.
Wish me luck – it will be a long, long coach trip.
I am so excited.
(roadtrip)
Neil Harris
(a don’t stop till you drop production)
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