It’s a Wild World

It was frosty when I went out to the car this morning and there was a little bit of ice on the windscreen! That must be the first frost of the autumn. However it is sunny with blue skies so I can’t complain. Yesterday I took James to the IMAX cinema at the Science Centre as a surprise, to see a screening of David Gilmour Live at the Circus Maximus, Rome. James was pleased and said that the sound was better than when he heard him at the Albert Hall last year. We then strolled into town along the Clyde Walkway which was very pleasant, and had a tasty dinner in Dakhin, one of our old favourites. Needless to say we had a massive paper dosa with our meals, and took the train home with very full tummies. 
This evening we had a real treat. Cat Stevens is doing a book tour to promote his autobiography, and the event was advertised as being a chat about his life with some music. I was slightly concerned that this would mean only a few songs, but I bought tickets anyway. Well, there was lots of chat and there was also lots of music so I was delighted. Cat Stevens is very personable and he didn’t shy away from awkward subjects of faith and politics; he was very interesting and has led a fascinating life, always seeking the truth. The music was wonderful! He played lots of his old songs like “Wild World” and “Father and Son” and “The First Cut is the Deepest” (yes he wrote that!) and “I love my Dog” and many more. “Morning is Broken” was just stunning. I was so happy.