In Note Form

It rained. It rained some more. I watched a video of the Beatles playing "Rain". They were miming of course because once they stopped gigging and went into the studio most of their product was too sophisticated to be reproduced by four guys on a stage. I read a piece about how "Rain" came to be written and recorded. "Rain" is a great song. Then I read a number of other pieces about other Beatles songs because I find them endlessly fascinating. By the end of their time together they were less like a band and more like a collective- with people coming and going- under the the direction- sometimes fraught, sometimes resented- of Paul McCartney. The sun came out. I went and looked at the sea. It was magnificent, gleaming like metal with big waves rolling and breaking. Then we went to the shops. Ailz is downstairs watching a video about Quakerism. I'm upstairs doing this, hoping it'll rain some more. The media won't come out and say it in so many words but it seems the Queen is dying.

A New Reign Begins

"King and Queen Consort"

Reading those words made my scalp prickle.

As if I'd felt a breeze as the recording angel flew by.

Forgive the hyperbole.

Historic moments can do that to a person.

I don't suppose I'll be writing anything about the late Queen. She was what she was. The burden passes to the next in line (why anyone would want it heaven only knows) and she can go free...