Normal people.

I wonder if this is what normal people do with their Friday evenings? Have I finally discovered what people do? That is, those people who have bank accounts and creative needs that are not reliant upon going to play the piano or organ.

Oddly enough, on the way to a rehearsal recently, I sat on the train watching people, as I often do. All different, yet all doing the same. All wanting to be home on a Friday evening. Some were chavvy; some were in a couple; some were gay; most were straight; some looked smelly; some looked ugly; some were totally beautiful; some had eyes that I wanted to collect and watch and look into in my own time; one man was ordering a chinese takeaway and wanted to be known as 'JP' because he had a 'difficult Finnish name'. All of them were mostly quiet. But the train was not quiet. Their thoughts were shooting and ricocheting around the carriage. I couldn't hear, but at the same time I could hear - it was claustrophobic. Isn't it wierd how much mental energy working in dissonance is almost louder than the noise of awful pubs.

I'm quiet glad of my friday evening. My flat is empty apart from me and my bottle of red wine, and my thoughts are not inhibited by noise of other mentality - I feel relaxed.

Perhaps I should have or share 'normal' friday evenings more often?

JL

Wine wine-not...

I think my very first post was about being a wino who says 'why not'. In just over a week's time, Peter, James and I are going to have a reunion of our 'finishing finals' evening. In it's original form, it involved Margaux '94, fine cheese, and candles down by the river in Cambridge. We're just doing it now because we can't wait to do it again, and the 10 year anniversary is too far ahead. I'm just ordering the wine from The Wine Society. Alas Margaux from then is getting on for £100. Too much for a lowly music publisher. But there is a warming thought at ordering really good wine to drink with candles and cheese (and with excellent company); I think I shall go for a Pavillon Rouge (Margaux second growth).

Did anyone say that I could be an alcoholic?

So, what has Jon been doing

I have been too busy to think recently. There have been moments of sheer joy in my life, moments of high shock, moments of emotion I never want to feel again, moments of boredom, many moments of drunkeness, and moments that I will treasure for the rest of my life. I've even done some Kareoke.

This past three weeks or so has reminded me exactly how important to me my friends are, and how much I have capacity to love and be loved. It has also reminded me that life moves on, and that I am rapidly coming to a changepoint in my life. Over the next few months I predict that the swirling vortex of my mind will fix upon several next stages. The first I know about, and that is that I must have a holiday soon. A holiday somewhere relaxing and fun with someone(people) relaxing and fun. I still have 24 days to use up this year, and I hate not being able to spend those actually with people. The next will be career. The third will be accommodation. Maybe the fourth will be love? 2007 is a year in which I will sort many things, and open my life to the excitement and adventure of new things. Travel. I must travel.

So.. anyway..

This blog entry is purely to post some photos:


My silly sign gallery

Alex and Rich's wedding in Windermere

ENJOY!


JL