Another hot sunny day. I didn't take a jacket, so it was a busy day, which is good as time goes faster. Most people seemed in a good mood. There was a couple it must be said, but then there always are. Kev had a nasty one, and by all accounts did well to hold his temper.
I was expecting a storm as we were coming home, but one didn't materialise.
As the Cricket hasn't finished there might be a half day left to go, Kev got tickets for tomorrow. So out chill day will be sat at Trent Bridge, which will make a nice change.
Glastonbury was on and we watched Rick Astley and some of the Lightning Seeds. Obviously if you know me, you'll know that I can't stand Elton John. Never have, don't know why, his voice grates on my every nerve. Kev watched a bit, and said that he was good, still some life in the old lady yet. Unpopular opinion, mine but I've never been a sheeple. Only song I liked was Candle in the Wind, sung by someone else, and not the butchered England's Rose which he dredged up to make money on the back of his "friend' Diana. It guaranteed him a slot at every Royal bash like, so I suppose you have to give him kudos for business savvy.
Now Freddie I could listen to for hours and he was taken too soon. But thems the breaks as they say, we get left with that. Give me Robert Smith, Freddie Mercury, David Sylvian George Michael or Myles Kennedy any day, thank you very much, even Rod Stewart ( not as he sings now, back in his heyday) but just bloody retire Elton for gods sake...
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