So, as promised, we have now officially moved back to the UK and I am frantically getting my self together as I embark on the long and exciting self employed road. I know it will be a challenge, but I cannot wait to get the ball rolling with the new business.
We got back last Thursday, and after picking up our luggage, the cat, and being bombarded at the airport by our wonderful banner-laden family we got home. And what a glorious day it was. Within a few hours I had already agreed to come along and take some pictures of my mum and dads’ concert band at a gig in Ruskin Park over the weekend, and what a day it turned out to be.
I have always maintained that a summer day in Britain is just the best. People are so
relieved happy to see a bit of sunshine. The usual ‘I’m a L0ndoner, don’t approach me or I will break your face’ look melts to a much happier, gentle and exuberant manner. The sun comes out, and so do the smiles. So imagine how happy I was when we arrived at Ruskin Park near Brixton, to find this, tremendous site.
I love London. I love the fact you can be surrounded by trees, a blue sky and sunbathing Brits, all with Westminster and the postal tower in the background…and when the sun is shining like it was last week, it just makes it all the more magical.
And then the band started playing, and I felt the grin on my face just grow even bigger.
Turns out the Norwood Wind Ensemble are pretty good. 😉
As readers of this blog will already know, music has always played a big part in my life. My parents are brass-mad, and the one distraction that old Pops has enjoyed since time immemorial is busting out his Tuba. Or his trombone, or euphonium, or pocket trumpet, or French horn. (Basically if it is shiny and has valves, the old boy will give it a blow, all with the biggest smile on his face) Mum has also accepted this brass fanatacism having chose the French horn as her weapon of choice.
The band played a great programme, and about half way through had amassed quite a crowd. All ages, all demographics took the time to pitch a seat and enjoy some awesome music in the awesome weather.
It truly was a wonderful welcome home.
Thanks for reading guys, and great to be back! 😉