Spot the Castle

You know your head is rammed full with nonsense when a Scottish night club sign reminds you of a youthful Midge Ure. I mean, it's not even spelled the same so don't know why I made that link. Possibly because I heard him being interviewed on the radio last week and he told a great story about driving the Slik transit around Glasgow and seeing Phil Lynott looking miserable and hungry so took him home and his Mum made Phil a plate of sausage, eggs and chips. Five years later Thin Lizzy are all conquering, their guitarist walks out ahead of a huge tour and Phil remembers Midge and gives him a call to come on tour with them.

Anyhow, a very good meeting in a library today followed by a planning session with Insto ahead of the weekend.