With iTunes on shuffle it takes a while before any given track comes round when there are four thousand of them to choose from. So I’ll take it as a good sign that Tuesday evening’s blog session at the kitchen table (rather than from the Bridgewater Hall) offered up John Barrowman with my own favourite of his songs, Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic.
To be honest, I’m not a big fan, but when you live with one, then you automatically pick things up. And that song is one picked-up thing.
I should be grateful to be alive, since I didn’t buy tickets for Tuesday’s concert on the basis that I wasn’t going to be in the country this week (except I am). Some sort of amends will have to be thought up.
When’s the next concert tour?