02.10.2009 - 03.10.2009 18 °C
Yes, have well and truly felt for the past few weeks that I had been walking in the land that time forgot. Back in old Ireland and the favourite music tracks in all the supermarkets seems to be anything Eighties. There was a time, not that long ago, when I thought this was the best music in the world. Yeah! Reason being this was a time in my life when I was free - no money, no commitments, lots of fun. But raking through the States with Woodstock celebrating 35 hippy years of an anniversary, I felt the flip-flops returning. Joy To The World - we danced to it under the neon light show on a Vegas night, and watched the shy congo line move off down Fremont Street, with the middle aged teachers, civil servants and long-haired moms tipping their fingers up tentatively into the stuffy desert air with the V sign. Sometimes you don't realise just what you are, until you hear it.