I went to see a play called The Brightening Air tonight, at the Old Vic.
Go and see it – very funny and very poignant too.
Set in Ireland in the 1980’s. A story about a family, with all the family complications and secrets and unsaid history.
The Irish humour and accents add a lot to the telling.

This weekend is Easter weekend.
Pre injury I’d have been racing in the DW – Britain’s ( and in some ways , the world’s ) hardest canoe race.
Every Easter I think a lot about it Far more than I do about chocolate, or Jesus.

Sending good luck to everyone in the race this year.
And a big hello to everyone that might remember me from the good old days ( particularly a certain ginger Cornish fella ).