These are odd times. I know I should be happy - I walked around outside today (alarmingly sunny for a morning in February) and got excited about the summer barbeques A and myself will have, and the amazing future we are building together. My own 'business' is expanding beyond my initial plans to the extent I'm turning down work.
But then it keeps bugging me: somebody I used to be in a band with, who I considered to be a mentor, a close friend, somebody I looked up to, somebody I got drunk with, somebody I respected - is a paedophile. What the absolute fuck is going on? I've been physically sick twice after reading the newspaper article. I just can't compute this. Nobody knew he was like this...it's not like Saville, when you look back and go "ah yeah, actually he was a bit weird, wasn't he?" - this chap wasn't weird, he was 'normal'. I don't understand.
Work today was fine, taught 4 lessons, worked on a bit of Madness (One Step Beyond) and some composing work.
I feel exhausted.
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