Man flu

Am having that 'glad to be alive' feeling you get after a really bad flu! I could kiss the ground, I really could. I could kiss random babies too...except of course that would just be spreading germs so not such a good idea.
Heard another great singer the other week - Kat from Australian band Colcannon. She was phenomenal...one of those big strong voices that sound like they could pick you up and carry you halfway round the world. They were guests at the folk club - excellent band too. Even better she was really positive about the poems I read and interested and all that. Felt like a real poet... which is always encouraging and helps me think I'm not completely wasting my time...
Not much poetry this week though - lots of aching and half asleep/half awake days...What day is it anyway? And who am I again?

How many blogs?

I know...it seems a bit excessive. I've started putting stuff on the blog on myspace too. I'm going to use this one for rambling and thinking apage and the other one just for adding new poems.
So that's clear.
Watched 'Britz' this week (recorded from last week..). I really liked a lot of the detail and minor characters and the confusing bits and the muddy areas. The main brother/sister story was your usual dramatic device business but in amongst it all there was some great writing and acting and thinking about complicated questions. Very sad but very good.