Time flys by

It is funny when you sit and think for a moment,compare yourself to the rest of the word and you soon realize that your a dot on a rather big ever changing map. Your dot changes day to day place to place and seems to move at an alarming rate.
This time last week I was at WOMAD getting ready to settle down on a cold hard floor for my first nights sleep in a tent ( I was at a 3 night music festival) with my best friend. Now I'm posting this in my warm civilized and comfortable room. How things change!
WOMAD was one of the my most enjoyable week-ends in a long time and the memories will defiantly last a long time. I listened to music from many parts of the world and tried food from many different cultures.
It was a weekend full of different things! But we still had time for a good old cup of English tea inside a real red London double decked bus which was turned into a cafe.








A retro record player on board the bus



The famous WOMAD flags setting the atmosphere



Peter Gabriel on Saturday night on the main stage