And so it begins. Twelve dates, three line-ups (is 'solo' a line-up?), two countries (Belgium, too) and a harp.
I saw trucks from 10 nations on my drive to Dover. That's the kind of thing I notice.
Bonn this evening, to the home of my fine son, Thom and vegan wife Jo, a final rehearsal with Norma and her harp, hand percussion and harmonies, then on to Lontzen and the Dancing Mole in Belgium for the first gig.
Life, eh!
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