Jimi Hendrix, REM, Small Faces and The Beatles have all played here, this little haven of age and grace, this place with a pier and a one way system. Or three. The hall was filed with nice people and i had no idea what show i would do, i went on stage and let it be, i was happy and content to be there, i paced the evening with a quiver and from where i stood everyone seemed to enjoy the show. I like playing solo these days, i now have the internal love to be myself and do my best. Louise gave me great feedback and her support really helps. We had a lovely evening in the car and in the dressing room, poor girl being with me in such a boring situation as what i do. Driving out through London we could see where the riots of recent days had left their mark, shop windows gone, some buildings in held in scaffolding with cranes either side. Things have quelled. Its not a pretty site but its part of the journey for some people, a place for the future to reflect on how we behave as neighbours. This on the right a shirt left behind from the roots, i wonder why i like it. And so a night out, some cash and some nice words to savour over peanut butter and toast. Dulwich is now home, slowly the leaf will turn and the seasons will change.