I’ve got these three birds sitting outside my window telling me not to worry about a thing. Everything’s going to be alright.
Sounds good to me.
Today I need a bit of Jamaican sun, a dollop of anger and a big splash of hope and love – must be a Bob Marley day!!
I had a ticket to go to see Bob Marley at Santa Barbara in 1970. He was on the American tour that he became ill on. I didn’t go because Liz wanted to go to Joshua Park with the kids so we spent the weekend in the wonders of Joshua Park instead of bopping to Marley.
I thought that I’d catch him next time. As so often happens there is often not a next time. I sometimes wistfully listen to the live recording of Santa Barbara – he was hot!
So today I am going to be playing Bob loud all day – and I’ll dig it!! It’ll bounce me through the day.