August 2015

One minute its time to get up and the next its bed time, the day i live in is a collection of one dam thing after another. i care about the people i love, i care about this day. This is all we have, this right now, i don’t own any of tomorrow, i can’t explain yesterday i can only live right here right now in this moment and on this page

August 31, 2015

Walking Home

byChris Difford onBlog

August has been Sunshine and showers all the way, Lou and i had a very mini break in London which was bliss. On the roof above Soho, it felt like the South of France. Today as I’m writing this the postman delivered the new Squeeze album. It looks amazing and I’m proud of my part […]