
Okay, so who is this Alfie?
And why should HE be the arbiter of what constitutes what "it" is all about"?

Alfie? Is that you?
Like most of us, fumbling and bumbling around out there in the world,I've got NO idea "what it's all about"?
Never have.
Never will.
I've given up trying to make sense.
Now, I just let myself be buffeted along by the gusts and gales, the maelstroms, the squalls and try to end up in one piece, at the end of it all!

I don't know why I suddenly feel the
compulsion to keep starting
new blogs.
Some of you who have been around for a while, know
I am prone to the black pits of despair but likewise I ride the highs of joy and aliveness.

Let's just put the new blogs down to the fact that I've got mental energy to burn at the moment.
I don't know how long it will last.
As I said, I don't really worry about those things anymore.
Let's just say - It is, what it is.
Okay?
Okay.
Um....this post was meant to be about music.
I got side-tracked.
Photos: 1. Nephew at Noosaville - March, 2009 2. Alfie?? at Moyston - May, 2009 3. Dad and Jess at Peregian - March, 2009 4. Niece's drawing for me of the Easter Bunny - April, 2009