I think it must be impossible not to love the Deep South! We had a fairly brief ten day holiday there, and here are some of the standout elements.
New Orleans. The Crescent City. The Big Easy. It’s one of those cities that has an almost mythical quality, and it was the last stop on our trip. Did it live up to the myths
Nashville is saturated in music, and not the meaningless, wordless racket that passes for music today, but music that has a beat, causes you to tap your feet and has lyrics that tell a story. There’s feeling, emotion and humour, and it’s pretty much 100% country music – as it should be!
The whole night was a spectacle, with the game serving as a focal point…
I heard one of the most thought-provoking songs I’ve heard in ages tonight, a song written by a young singer (still a girl, really!) named Maren Morris. Morris released a duet of herself and Vince Gill performing Dear Hate just a few hours ago
In church on Sunday evening, Ian MacLeod preached from John chapter 8 and verse 12, “I am the light of the world”. It’s a well-known verse, and one I’ve heard preached many times, but as Ian spoke something struck me: there’s a problem with the bible.
I made an unplanned day trip to Inverness today, sans better half, but she came up with the ingenious idea of ‘advising’ me before I left of some clothes I apparently need. So, obediently following orders, I found myself doing one of my absolute least favourite things: shopping for trousers. Jeans, to be precise. And, oh, the problems that caused…