Mbira, Sheffield, Family.

I see chartwell, he has a very interesting mbira, there are two low notes in the right hand at the far top right of the board, which he uses as additional base notes. He has a different way of playing that I have not seen. It uses the right finger from above.

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I am with Rosa. She is still with Joe. But she is happy to see me. I take her out somewhere. I see what she has been doing in the time we have spent apart. She has not changed that much. She still has big health complications, but she has a much better understanding of them now. She is still upset about all that she feels she has missed out on.

I'm at home in Sheffield. I am chatting to my brother James. Someone, a friend, has asked me to perform mbira for them, so I do, I'm playing bukatiende. In taireva tuning.  I'm having to work on it. My parents are having an argument. Now it's lunch time.

They invite us to lunch, but then there is not enough bread or soup to eat. I get angry and end up reacting against my mother. I shout at her and shake her, because I feel like she has waisted my time in telling us to come. I then apologise saying I'm sorry I reacted, I reacted because you expected I would. I realise I'm not taking full responsibility for my actions.