Seeing the glory of the Anglo-Celtic Isles become a thing of the past eats away at me as if I were the main course to modernities unquenchable appetite.

A small clip of Me playing my solo in G minor on "seagulls tears".

Elderly people from East London in the 1960s discuss their get-togethers at the local club. This video is so touching and sweet that I struggle to watch it. These lost generations were simultaneously the softest and strongest people on earth. ⏳️💔

It's only when you leave London and enter a serene and safe environment that one realises how the many defence mechanisms and anxieties you've subconsciously developed make you feel like a nuisance or burden to all of the places that one should be most comfortable.

Another year of hearing millions of pounds worth of fireworks pointlessly exploded into the air so that we can celebrate the survival of the government.

We have replaced having each other with a great abundance of trinkets, gadgets, and pastimes that will never amount to the price of what we had together.

Saturday (#TOUR DAY) looks like it's going to be good weather, but all the same, wear a jacket and consider bringing a brolly just in case. #Wapping isn't ideal for shops to have breakfast, so be sure to sort yourself out some grub beforehand.
#Wapping
🗓 8th November (SATURDAY)
👥 Wappin Station
🕦 11 AM
Prices: £20 per ticket (for over 18s),
16-18: £10
Under 16s: Free (If accompanied by a paying adult)

Me and a blues legend.......

The Yorkshire accent makes children sound like they've just been through a couple of divorces, several wars, and umpteen years down the mine.

Ladies and gents, Alex will be on today's tour. Don't say I never give you anything.

So the day begins