09 April. Over quite a number of days I’ve been working on foldering the Commodore, Amiga and PC lyrics into Word Doc folders which when I complete the task will give me the tools to revamp the site and have the above lyrics appear similar in appearance as the Final Chapter. The tabs that exist presently were simply structure more as archive; things need to change. I’m thinking of names for the tabs but computers it won’t be! I’ve been working on my plans for this site, I could promote it to whomever is interested, or I could use it as a tool to show what I can do with the purposes of looking for tunesmiths to collaborate with. Did collaboration work at a studio some years ago and it gave me a reasonable living writing a lyric for artists’ music. We shall see. Some six weeks ago or so I experienced extreme pain in the left side of the bottom of my back, the pain when I moved was extreme and I was house-bound for eight days due to not being able to walk. To cut a novel short I was at the Golden Jubilee yesterday at Clydebank and was in the area experiencing a colonoscopy for just short of an hour. I’ve been advised I may have to get another one in three months if the polyps that they removed are questionable, if not then it’ll be three years. Like I say I was there most of the day, I’m a people watcher and I’ve got a lot of germs for various lyrics to work on just watching different people awaiting whatever they were at the hospital for. The pain that has caused this not nice experience is still there but it’s totally livable, just another one of those pains that comes with age! Still finding lyric writing quite difficult, okay I’ve got a lot of scribbles for ideas like I gained from yesterday, the lack of inspiration is causing a writing block but I’m sure I’ll overcome it. 10 April. It’s a half hour off of midnight and I was doing an 11/9 shift on the day job. I’m home and sitting with a nightcap, a rather large whisky and I’ll then pack it in. The day went well, it’s just I’ve had this itch for far too long to go down the Clyde. I used to go down there most evenings when I finished my shift at Govanhill and talk to the guys. Anyway, to get to the point (I know you’re saying please do) I felt I needed to scratch that itch tonight; so when I got the bus into Glasgow that’s exactly where I went. I had a spare pack of fags, not much money on me. If you’re reading this and you want to know about life, then you need to talk to people, and the salt of the earth people are the homeless; and the real ones live out of site, they don’t beg, most will skipper. Talking to the real homeless breaks my heart, and it’s got a lot of breaks as it is, maybe that’s why I didn’t go down there for so long. Yes there’s the threat, in all communities there’s the good and the bad, but in the most those sleeping and to a great extent living there, they are all genuine people, so far better than me. I talked to four or five tonight, okay I talked to three women and five guys. Just talking about life, making it clear I was supportive but I don’t have answers. They say, they all say they get pestered by social services wanting them to improve their life, I have to say in my experience social services kill people! And I don’t say that easily. I used to be the manager of a homeless unit in Edinburgh and those that we had to report were not supported, they were judged and often criminalized and two people that I knew died due to the judgements taking their own lifes! Talking to the guys tonight has lifted me up, I’m not saying I was down but I was on that direction cause I’ve lost my inspiration, but if these guys that I was talking to tonight can’t ignite that, I do not know what. I’m going to finish my extra large Whyte & Mackay and try and sleep. I’ve tons to do with my three days off and I’ll try and gain something for my writing from tonight, and I’ve got tons of scribbles in my notepad that I’m sure I’ll be able to use. 13 April. It’s nearly 10am and I’ve did a post to the campaign site. I’ve being doing a lot of work in copying and pasting the contents of Amiga folders to Word Docs. I’m going to revamp the whole area and change the tab names, polish it up a bit, didn’t appreciate how time-consuming it is but I’m getting there. I’m going to continue that work today. Yesterday morning I spent a chunk of my time with my son and my grand-daughter, it was great just chatting out in their garden. Played a bit of football with Violet, she’s two but she still beat me. We then went to Morrisons and she pushed this wee trolley whilst Barry went ahead and did his shopping. She made a bee line straight for this box full of bunnies, had to get her one, the thing is bigger than she is and it just squeezed into her wee trolley. We scampered around the aisles, aye a great and magical time. Okay, I’d better get on with gaining the lyrics to Word Docs. 16 April. I finished a sleepover on the day job yesterday, got home for around 3pm and sat at this desk writing ideas, I started the writing process actually on the bus into town ten minutes after leaving work using my wee notepad, copied them into my notebook when I got to my desk. Aye the inspiration was with me, got two good lyrics to develop, unfortunately for this place they’ll be for my private folder, but I got a good few other ideas, I shall hope to continue that work in a wee while, but I want to get a contents list of all the folders I’ve copied to Word Doc. I had better get on with it.