I finally figured out how to install a stat counter on this here blog. It doesn't tell you who is viewing but it gives numbers and displays them as wee red dots on a map of the world. Since I am the first to try it, there was only one dot - on Britain (London actually, so only 500 miles out) but I hope there'll be some new dots from continents aplenty. Is aplenty one word?
I didn't make it to Edinburgh where my muso pals were playing a gig in Princes St Gardens. My Aunty Mary used to take us to the gardens when we were kids to see the flowering clock and wave at passing trains, while my mum rushed to M&S to buy angel cake. Angel cake was the nirvana of childhood cake-ery. It was 3 layers of pastle coloured sponge: white, yellow and pink, stuck together with gooey cream. It's probably illegal by now....
Anyway, on Saturday nights we'd drink hot chocolate and nibble Angel cake, while watching Starsky and Hutch on a black and white TV, and frankly, in that moment, the universe could not have held more satisfaction.