Apologies for my absence over the last couple of days, I had an old mate of mine staying, so there was much time spent over the whisky rumbling and mumbling about 'les temps perdu' and all that sort of thing. The 'Memsahib' seemed to spend a lot of time in her room, can't think why! However, we did go out on Wednesday night to celebrate her birthday, and no, hot irons would not induce me to disclose her age, suffice to say that until May I am officially her 'toy boy' - yeeeeees, quite!
As to my somewhat obscure title, I have been informed by just about every media outlet, not once, not twice but endlessly, that Mr. Maurice White is no more. My condolences to those who knew him but, alas (or perhaps thank God!), I didn't, any more than I had ever heard of his pop group called, rather romantically, Earth, Wind and Fire. I can't help feeling that despite my 76 years of existence, huge swathes of knowledge and experience have passed me by. Alas, in my smug ignorance, I really don't give a flying fig! Mind you, I see from his Wiki entry that he worked with Barbra Streisand and Neil Diamond and I certainly know about them so perhaps I have missed something but - heh! - that's the story of my life.