I don’t normally have the confidence to write about music but I have to say this:
Just finished watching The Verve at Glastonbury (on TV of course). I just loved every second. Some of those songs felt like I was being wrapped on a wonderful soft blanket. I gave Jay-Z a chance last night and watched the whole thing I quite enjoyed it but in my opinion The Verve “owned it” or whatever it is that people say on TV talent shows! Richard Ashcroft was stunning.
We’re working on a big re-vamp of the site at the moment. Well, when I say we- I mean Al of course. He’s doing all the techie stuff and I’m flapping around. It will probably take us a couple of weeks to complete.
We’ve been listening to what Lifelisters have to say and it seems like we need to make the site simpler and less wordy.
Friday was such a sunny day I decided to take some video around and about the place. This first clip starts on the Currane Road and goes up our drive towards the house. I’m afraid it’s very wobbly and quite poor quality. Also it would seem that the sunshine was a little too bright- not normally a problem here!
I’m trying to find out more about blogging so that I can make the most of our Lifelists blog. I was reading a Wikipedia entry about blogging yesterday and noticed that there is a section on the ‘Therapeutic benefits’ of blogging. For years I’ve felt that Lifelisting has similar benefits; especially because we are thinking about things we like, memories and things we want to do.
Blue Shoes and Happiness by Alexander McCall Smith. Chapter 10. Pg. 116:
‘That afternoon Mma Ramotswe made one of her lists. She liked to do this when life seemed to be becoming complicated, which it was now, as the mere fact of listing helped to get everything into perspective. and there was more to it than that;often listing a problem produced a solution, as if the act if writing down issues gave the unconscious mind a nudge.’
Lifelisters have been creating some wonderful lists recently. I particularly like ‘Favourite Juice’. Juice has created a lovely list of favourite childhood things. Just reading it evokes idyllic childhood summers.
