Home Life During a Pandemic

2nd May – Week 6 Sarah’s not here with me this morning as I begin the writing of this sixth lockdown letter from home. And that’s because even though it’s a Saturday she’s at a funeral, and will be at another tomorrow, another on Monday, and on they go. Busier than she’s ever been, along […]

Madmen, drummers, bummers, and Indians in the summer

Writing about Probe Records the other day reminded me of this earlier experience. It’s 1973, I’m 19 years old, working in a Liverpool City Council housing office before starting at the University in the autumn, and I’m about to have a very good day. A day I remember large bits of very clearly, even now. […]