Re-awakening

I flopped down exhausted. I’d just put finishing touches to this week’s lecture. It was late evening and I was going to veg-out in front of the TV. Veg-out, chill, wind down before going to see Uncle Ned. It didn’t happen.

The noise from the TV was insistent. YOU WILL WAKE UP NEVILLE. The band playing on ‘Jools’ was electric. Among the eclectic mix on the programme, this was my kind of band. The lead singer looked familiar as he banged out his song, while the drummer made ‘Animal’ look tame.

I’d found my oasis or maybe not.