What a horrible day yesterday was. The tragedy in the Lakes was just unbearable on so many levels, but became almost addictive to watch. The facts that some dear friends of ours live up there and not too far away left us with a horrible gut wrenching feeling. You know deep down that they are fine, but you cant help but worry. It is a relief, but a source of guilt when you think what so many family and friends must be going through now.....you hope that in the light of such events that there might be a sense of perspective passing over us as a country, but it seems to be fading already to be replaced with the next Britain's got Talent Wankfest that seems to be polluting our lives on an irritatingly increasing level.
I have apparently been a dreadful curmudgeonly old got lately, and generally getting all of the house down in the dumps. It's been hard listening to it, and in some ways, I'm not sure it's an entirely fair assessment....but I will make an effort to cheer the hell up and be a little more positive.
I ran a six hour workshop today for a group of 19 kids that I'd not met before. It was a long haul, but I think they enjoyed it, and I hope we get invited back to do more. It would be a good link to have at the theatre.
Sleep now....and lots of it please.
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