May contain a heavy dose of Jim Kerr
“I am mightier than most. I am ‘the big I am’.” This self-congratulatory twaddle increasingly gets on my wick. You know, someone with a good measure of humility would just acknowledge that it was the 30th anniversary of the album’s release without all of this “we grew a backbone and did what most people can…
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Mister has reappeared in my dreams again! I can’t help but feel that with this one there was much more to it than had met the eye. The timeframe was the present day. I had come across footage on YouTube I’d never seen before. You know, we all end up down that YT ‘rabbit hole’…
I have been having some strange dreams of late. A few nights back I had a dream that I was with a friend. This friend I have never met in person and, of course, it was the music of Simple Minds that brought us together. I really admire this person greatly. She has such self-belief…
Today during uni study, I was asked to write a short piece of creative writing. The only stipulation was that incorporated the line ‘Wait for me at the olive oil’, a line from a verse by Menander. It could be no longer than 150 words. This is what I wrote. The day was very bright…
A Kerrsday vlog post. Click to view…
Where do I start? Perhaps with this morning’s dream. It was a sluggish start for me. I kept on hitting the “snooze” button on my phone. Most days I wake up just before the alarm first goes off. I did this morning as well, but was just only conscious enough to grab my phone off…
UPDATE: 8th Dec, 2021. This post has been edited from the previous posted version. A “modern” enigma this song is for me. I have placed the word “modern” in quotation marks as the song is now almost 20 years old which for me brings it into the more recent Simple Minds bracket. Anything pre-2001 is…
I had a mix of dreams this morning. Some were a little anxiety inducing. Others were just about all I dream of every day of my life. I was sitting in a rather fantoosh looking kitchen…a kind of breakfast bar area of this kitchen. So…not in my house this place. I guess I was in…
And at Bridlington, exactly five months after this post…the dream came true. Not exactly to the letter…but pretty darn near to! I was on his left side, he pulled me in and pulled me to his side. I was too scared to reciprocate and put my arms around him – as much as I would…
So…my Facebook feed tonight threw this one up at me. A piece of poetry I wrote. It was based on going out for a meal in Sydney’s northern suburbs with my sister to a place called Sambal. There we are outside it. One of my favourite dishes is laksa and this place were doing a…