Resolution and reconciliation.
After the events that took place in Turin, a million thoughts go through your head. Should, coulda, woulda.
All for naught.
Life moves on, you dust off, you keep moving.
Today, we are in Ravenna, Italy, to do a show tonight. Then it's on to beautiful Ariano, Italy, and eventually, France, before we return home.
This entry lacks a little verve, because my knee is killing me, I've had to write all this while in a moving vehicle, on a tiny phone.
And, I miss Maggie.
We will talk about, food, hotels, privacy (or lack of) and speaking different languages, rum, sodomy, and the lash... Obviously, I'm kidding about the last three. I just that thought album had a great name. I'm a Pogues fan.