It’s a funny old thing, grief. It seems to have affected allatsea in quite abstract forms.

Apart from the more obvious, eg sadness, emptiness, loss etc it ‘s kind of mainifested itself in my behaviour (in a positive way I hasten to add) and outlook. One thing in particular. For years I’ve dabbled with guitar playing . Genuinely very badly because I have no intrinsic talent for it, none at all, and fingers like bananas. Over the last month however, it’s all become that much easier and more natural. Progressions seem to fit together and sound painless with no great effort or thought from yours truely.

Minor chords and scales tend to sound ‘sadder’ than their major compadres. Minor 7th chords are easy to finger on a guitar fretboard, all the way up, but when put together, to my ears at least, sound boring and lacking in any kind of ‘depth’. Recently though they seem to be sad but hopeful and purposeful at the same time, almost tangibly. The playing seems much much more natural and the daft, quasi formulaic music I put together, for once seems to mean something. Most odd, but to me, very welcome.

On Wednesday, change over day from nights to days, the scaffolders should arrive at the Towers and enclose said house in steel and wooden boards. The place is 15 years old and the exterior woodwork is looking very tired and flaky after 180 months of salty north easterlies ( plus other directions of course) and general neglect. The soffits fascias and other bits need rubbing down and repainting properly. It’s no good expecting people to work off a ladder, Allatsea certainly wouldn’t do it so he doesn`t expect anyone else to do it that way. Sentiments are the same for these daft flimsy towers on the market. Too flimsy from here. Nope, it’s got to be scaffolding, despite the financial hit incurred doing it that way. It’s a big hit too, three times the cost of three weeks labour for old John and all the materials. So be it. I may even go up there and give him a hand. Sigh.

About allatsea

Sixty year old master-mariner. Absolutely gorgeous. Well wedged.....when compared to a Nairobi street urchin. Sorted, in that I haven't been in court recently. Hopelessly optimistic, terminally disappointed. Good with cats and other fluffy things. No musical talent. Generous to a fault provided it's someone else's round. Political centreist with far right and left viewpoints. A green activist from the hydrocarbon position with nuclear leanings. Averse to avarice but always happy to receive lottery wins, gifts, windfalls, legacies, prizes and wet sloppy kisses.
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