It’s now been 8 months since Paddi passed away. Yet I still find my self up & out the door just after 7am finding it too hard change the routine over a decade. Wandering about the fields behind the house that has been in place for more than a decade.
As the seasons change so does the view although it’s never really the same twice & if I’m lucky I get to see wildlife too.
The short video clip is of local deer in the field.
The wheat fields were a colour & the gentle rumble of the combine will be felt as the lane fills with tractor & trailers in a frenzied bid to get the harvest in.
There are damsons in the hedge near by all ready for the picking too. Shame I am not a good jam maker.
A Form of Freedom
Covid may have wreaked havoc on the wider world but not in these fields. I consider myself most fortunate to have been able to escape here on a daily basis. All of which has helped me to cling to a sense of personal freedom.
Freedom like trust a very flimsy often underrated commodity until you no longer have it. Whilst lockdown had the feel of living in some sort of house arrest now our mobility is being governed. Everyone obliged to zealously conform to a myriad of conflicting rules & regulations.
Virtually Done
So with no gigs to go to the answer was to set up a fund-raising project that led to hosting what I have dubbed a ‘micro festival’. In the role of ‘crash test dummies’ we live streamed a segment into an all day music event with a largely virtual audience.
The scaled up version is likely to take place later in the year. This project is still ongoing but has been severely affected by the unpredictable announcements connected to covid concerns. More of that to follow as time goes on so be warned!
Making a Bolt for It
Then when out of nowhere came the chance to travel North for a live music it was too good an opportunity to miss. Daughter & I set off to Newcastle for a hotel I last stayed at back in the late 1980’s.
With The Hunna headlining supported by Jaws & Bare Roots it was a total ‘no brainer’ to go. Especially as we could combine our visit with some sight seeing & meeting one of my daughter’s old ship mates.
Festival Vibes
It was a curious set up but for all intents & purposes it mostly felt like a gig & the portaloos were the cleanest I had ever had the privilege to use. So may be some of the changes were for the common good! I certainly am glad I made the six hour drive to listen to those bands play they were all awesome in their unique way.
The staff at the venue were lovely & never in all the gigs I have gone to been greeted by name when collecting my preordered drinks. My daughter & I joked that perhaps we were the only ones drinking Pimms.
But hey who cares it was a warm evening & that was the perfect beverage. We bought a mask to support the organisers in the hope they will get o run more. My daughter bought me a Hunna Hat as a thank you for organising the trip. Socially Distanced gigs might be novel are definitely a life savers.
Live music lifts your soul especially when you can sing at the top of your voice & dance along even if a little self consciously in your own little pen. Quite a contrast to the gig I had attended in London prior to the lockdown where 10,000 of us had jostled together in an amorphous blob.
Sight Seeing
During the trip we were also able to visit a section of Hadrians Wall which was fascinating.
Not sure when we get to alight from the current crazy train but for now I have the memories of those few days to sustain me. The measures currently emplace seem to be designed to suck every ounce of enjoyment from peoples lives.
Virus Spread
As the dark nights approach coupled with the restrictions I can only wonder at the impact to the nations mental health. I now also have major reservations about the methods of data collection that inform these decisions.
I am not convinced that young people are responsible the virus spread & its just limited to social situations. The work place seems just as likely.
It will be interesting to see how the incidence of sick leave rises with the approach of ‘cough & cold’ season. I suspect it will be virtually impossible to differentiate between the conditions.
Newcastle we loved you, we had a fantastic break returning home to gloriously un-seasonally warm, balmy weather to catch up on some gardening. Bye for now & stay as safe as you can.