Sunday, November 18, 2012

Better late than never, right?

There are few delights more delightful than receiving a text message on a dreary week morning from a beloved niece. “You are the coolest aunt EVER!” There was even a cute emoticon.

The subject of this unsolicited accolade was my upcoming attendance at the Harvest Music Festival, being held in Parramatta. My niece, a die-hard music fan, had already been at its Melbourne staging and was excited I was going too.

Now I’m not sure if what I’m about to confess is going to reverse or enhance her opinion, but I really hope it is the latter. It comes down to my age, and it’s not my somewhat advanced years I’m confessing, she already knows how old I am. No, for all my decades on this planet we call home, I’ve never been to a music festival.

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Planes, trains and high hopes...

I never would have hitchhiked to Birmingham
If it hadn't been for love
I never would have caught the train to Louisiana
If it hadn't been for love

Listening to British songstress Adele belt out this wonderful soul piece today, I felt a pang of sympathy for a fellow traveller, carrying their heart on their sleeve.