Blowing in the wind

as an afterthought to the heading John tells me Bob Dylan is touring the UK next year at the age 81/82.

A breezy warm day, jobs done, more to do. That’s life I think. Although having two purring pusscats lying next to me is heaven.

And on the topic of ageing stars we are watching a series on the Rolling Stones, a group of our time although having watched 3 out of 4 wish I had taken more notice of them at the time. The series is taking one member and looking at their life mostly as a Rolling Stone, enlightening.