Busking

Back to familiar territory after yesterday's excitement. Got a bus up to town to get a few essentials (coffee!) and noticed the solitary female swan meandering about by the Shore, apparently being followed by a couple of male eiders until she noticed an intruder appearing from under the bridge and went into full busking mode.

Intense but ultimately successful session in the studio - recorded Leon Rosselson's "Palaces of Gold", which in spite of having been written in the wake of Aberfan still seems to hit the spot.

Unborn generations might like to be warned

That if you don't want to be buried alive by slag heaps.....
...arrange to be democratically born
The son of a company director

Or a judge's private daughter.....