It’s a pleasant start to Sunday, sitting in the back garden reading Raban’s Old Glory.
Continuing the Southern theme, I’ve got Bobbie Gentry playing in the background.
Not in person, of course, for as far as I know she’s still holed up somewhere over the Pond in happy seclusion.
I’m not sure what’s prompted this Southern theme. Maybe it’s the sunshine.
And, speaking of being holed up, I hope you guys are all okay in whatever part of this currently crazy world these lines find you.
Out of curiosity, where are you all? And yes, even you, Bobbie.