Things Was Looking Golden, Baby

There is a place where the clouds come together.

Soft. Billowing. And white.

Or grey. And rainy. And threatening.

Because, as a friend likes to tell me, it all depends how you look at things.

Up, down, all around now baby...

Poster Child for "Not a Morning Person"

Far too early for man or beast....

For the Rest of Our Days

I've always loved this (in demo form) and it's great to hear the full-band version.

This Wonderful (Animated) Thing

Been there. Done that. Posed for the T-shirt.

Let's Just Leave This Here

For the 100 Million People Expected to Watch the Debate Tonight:

Let's Face It

It's STILL Sunday?

(Written by the mighty, mighty Difford & Tilbrook, back when that meant something...)

Taller Than The Rafters

Late For This, Late For That

I'll just leave this here.