Im in a place where we are camping out something. Like the terraces on Adams land.
Someone has driven a van off the edge of one of the terraces. It seemed dangerous but it turned out to be OK. Sheffield friends are present.
I'm with my brother Joe. We are on our way to church. We stop at the chip shop and buy lots of breakfast. We get sweet desserts and chips and find a place to sit down and eat. We have time on our hands.
Electricity. People who use too much will suffer
Journey with people in wild place.
Danger, high hills, falling.
The phone call conversation doing things unconventionally. It's noisy. He says. I'm not here to help you.
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Cousins in the peaks. Climbing a rock. I take risks. I get quite high. Then worry cause I have not got ropes. I climb along the top of the rock and get to another place like a hotel.
Anger. I am with 3 singers and we are trying to get this music together and they give up. I get angry and one of them says no one is going to want to listen to an angry singer and I argue with them and kick up a fuss. I sing at them in an angry voice. I run away from them and find myself in the park. I have built this as platform out of pallets. A bit of it is falling down. I leave it unfinished.
I am at the entrance to dad's old allotment. I leave my shoes by the shed. Phil Thomas has a piano room in the shed. I am going to have a lesson with him. He knows about expressing anger.
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