Thanks all and even Peter too.
Another typical day lately.
Pick my father up, he's 12 miles away.
Drive him for blood tests, the an xray.
Take him for lunch. That killed 8 to 12:30
Go to the hospital to visit my mom, she's going to a nursing home asap. Someone has to die first it appears. Now it's 2.
Too bad, my brother in law runs a whack of nursing homes and housing in BC, she'd get in right away.

Take the dog to the conservation area, back at 4.
Make supper.

Go to Brass Band rehearsal. 7 to 9:30

Go the the pub with the band 9:30 to 11.

The day is gone and I didn't get to play my keyboards or piano.
Sigh.

Tomorrow all I have to do is drive my Dad to see Mom and visit her for an hour. Then the dog...

Good thing Friday is a holiday. I'm retired and still have no time!!!

And I'm messing with the Funeral March of a Marionette as a jazz piece, (in my mind anyway).

I see that Neil the bassist and Terry the drummer from our realtracks are gigging in Toronto in the coming weeks. I'd sure love to get there for that!

John Conley
Musica est vita