One among my oldest mates, Bob, drove up from Essex to spend a day with Linda and me. Bob and I met in school in 1970, shortly discovering a standard curiosity in people music, lunchtime ingesting and natural tobacco! Along with a few fellow college students, Anneka and John, we fashioned a people group which we referred to as ‘Culverin’. We performed at pubs, golf equipment and even an open air live performance, and, it is honest to say, acquired an affordable following. (We even made a reunion CD a couple of years in the past!)
Bob and I have been members of the ‘Greate Revolt Society’, an English Civil Battle re-enactment group that traveled all around the nation preventing battles and staging scripted occasions comparable to ‘the Trial of Thomas Wentworth, Earl of Strafford’. All good enjoyable!
As occurs, regardless of being extremely shut mates, we not often met after I moved to Norfolk, however have remained in contact: it was fantastic to spend time collectively yesterday.
Meet on the Ledge? It is the title of a tune by Fairport Conference that meant quite a bit to us within the seventies and, most likely, much more now…
We used to say, that come the day
We would all be making songs
Or discovering higher phrases
These concepts by no means lasted lengthy
The best way is up, alongside the highway
The air is rising skinny
Too many mates who tried
Had been blown off this mountain by the wind…
Meet on the ledge, we’re gonna meet on the ledge
When my time is up
I am gonna see all my mates
Meet on the ledge, we’re gonna meet on the ledge
In case you actually imply it, all of it comes spherical once more…
