July 5th 1969 or therabouts
The date----July 5th 1969. That’s the date to remember. Well, two days before that actually. That’s when Brian Jones died. The 5th was the day that the Stones gave their FREE concert in Hyde Park. The one concert that I really really wanted to be at. Mummy wouldn’t let me go over to London on my own. I was only 14 at the time. Still. Another time. Actually anytime I damn well want to now.
I have just finished watching the DVD of the Stones In The Park. Brill, innit! Every now and then I pull it out from my ever growing pile of Stones Videos / DVD’s and look see to the good ole days. Not only that, Jagger and the boys do the most amazing rendition of my all time favourite Stones song. ‘Sympathy For The Devil’. This is just the greatest (in my mind) song ever done. I must have about 20 different recordings of it in my collection. (no I’m not going to go and count them, just take my exaggerated word for it) I even have a 7” double sided coloured vinyl of the version from the Park. Bootleg of course, but with that song it doesn’t matter. For a first ever live appearance with the band Mick Taylor did himself proud.
I really really must be getting better. I went online this morning and ordered some books. I have ordered the new Colin Bateman novel (for those of you who don’t know Bateman he is a local boy who has done very well for himself on the writing front) He is doing a reading this coming Thursday in the local library. I have read all his books from day one. He has a very bizarre sense of humour with a twist in it. You know what I mean. If my copy arrives in time I may well go down to the library and insult him and then ask for him to sign my book. He will look at me, think to himself, ‘do I know you?’ and scribble ‘To Colin from Colin’ I have this inscription in most of my other Bateman books. Really sad. Really really sad.
I am going to see my GP on Monday. This is my home doctor. I have had to wait all this time to see him since I got out of hospital. Feckin’ ridiculous innit! Anyway, most GP’s have a time set for seeing each patient. Seven minutes is the sort of average. I have taken the precaution of writing down all the stuff I want him to tell me and me to tell him. Methinks I am going to be in there for thirty seven minutes! Who cares. I’m the patient. I need this time with him. After all, I don’t think I come under the classification of hypochondriac. I do think that my needs are a wee tad genuine. We’ll see. He might throw me out after ten minutes!
Today, Saturday, before I sat down to watch my Stones DVD I managed to do some housework. Light stuff. I did the dusting around some of the house. I did notice that nobody had bothered to do any dusting while I was dead / recovering! Did they know I was going to be OK and were just waiting? Anyway, managed to do that. I also managed to make and prepare my wife’s breakfast and her lunch. All on the same day. Thigs are looking good. Next I’ll be doing the hovering!
Thanks to all those messages of support after my last blog. It has been decided (by me) to hold on to my collection of Rolling Stones stuff for the time being. With my Father passing away recently there might be something coming my way (or not) If there is, I might build on the extension I have always wanted and make my museum in it. What do you think? No, go on a cruise I hear you say. OK. That’s sorted. Who needs a museum anyway. I can always go and put my collection on show in the North Down Museum at the back of the Town Hall. After all, other collections go on show there, why not mine?
At the moment, I can’t think of anything more that might interest you so I will sign off
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Posted :: Saturday 4/25/2009 8:50:00 AM