zone 11 February 2011
Ah the joy of the long haul flight. As you know I popped over and back to New York overnight to a funeral – the wonderful Mike Bishop, father of friends of mine, had left us. It was great to be a part of his send off, a celebration of a gentleman and his good life, and my first taste of such things Queens-style. However, in the hours I was in the air I re-incubated a head cold from last week and that’s basically the shape of everything since, along with a bit of jet lag and the chasing of a writing deadline, that has left me falling asleep at odd times for equally odd times eg 12 hours last night and 3 hours just now (while simply ‘resting my eyes’). It all feels so ELDERLY and not at all the buzzy showbiz pzazz I thought I’d have. It leaves me with the awful notion that the rock ‘n roll lifestyle might not be for me after all…or at least it’s FOR me (in my head) but a little AGIN me in ‘real life’…SIGH
