The nearer the fountain

Out early assisting looking at cars (VW Up, anyone?) before getting back to meet up with the son along at that workies haven, the Waterside Takeaway. Less nonsense and fewer grandiose schemes, so that’s an improvement.
But then I had to scoot! It being the birthday week, I have commanded that a series of entertainments be arranged for my delight. And first up, that shambling affable wizard of Britpop now moved on several times through indy rock and world music, hip hop and electronic music, to errr something quite uncategorizable. Y’know, an eccentrically postmodern approach.* Yup, the one and only Damon Albarn. Bloody excellent and we were in the third row! Swoon! 
Home to find that Charlie Watts had passed away. Blimey, that's a real big one. Charlie's good tonight. And so he was.

*nicked from wiki