Friends....

...This photograph ( of me ) was taken by my friends
( the greatest of all words, Friends: Thelma and Louise,
and our own, blipfoto, Annie and Enya ) on my camera
( does this count )( I'm vague about the details )
at the Fife Big Tent Festival where, even if there was
no music (and there was, many times beyond the best )
the food alone would bring you back. God; the Arbroath Smokies;

I will mention them on my deathbead.

I am dancing, or approximately, to Session A9: Hurrah.

The A9 leads North from here into Heaven.

I've got my deeply depended upon, live music attending,
ancient Belstaff jacket on;

and the holes in the pockets are not so big that they
can't hold a bottle of wonderfully and locally brewed
Bramble 13.3% red wine;

and love, which ignores holes in pockets:

Hurrah for friendship

for life and music....

and Brambles, which grow best in Scotland....