By T Lyne
Seems we have more of a revolution going on than at first was visible from the air. Actually, one of the great things about living in Pathhead is that when you fly to Edinburgh, 9 times out of 10 the plane you are on goes directly over my house at about 5,000 feet on the approach to the airport. Just one of those pointless bits of information that can be gleamed from reading other people's mindless ramblings.So not only is the innumerable Dave Milligan propogating the species with his lovely wife Corrina, they are moving to Pathhead on wednesday . . . so they'll be able to see their house when flying back to Edinburgh from various gigs abroad, . . . when the airlines allow them back on the planes. They've not done anything wrong, really, but there is that thing about pregnant women flying past a certain date; which they subsequently discovered, also applies to pregnant women beyond a certain date being allowed on long ferry passages across the channel. Which is not really the sort of thing you want to find out at the last minute, on your way to a gig, especially when pregnant, but has been known to happen.
God, how I love the run-on sentence culture here in the UK . . .
I guess, of there was to be a point, which I may at some point make, is a point relating to the theory of dates containing the numbers 11/11 and that it apparently opens a portal to another dimension to where we can all ascend and throw off the shackles of an inept government and relatively obscene interest rates. This date (or there are many of them if you are creative) is often referred to as the Harmonic Convergence.
On wednesday, however, the date will be 180209 - not a lot of 11/11 going on there, but it will be a convergence of relative harmonies as the entire Dave Milligan Trio will officially live in the same village. How weird is that. 10 years ago I hadn't eve heard of Pathhead, I was still struggling with the concept of 'trying' for a child and getting my head around the fact that I had been married for about two days.
All this time later and Sophie and I have just had our tenth anniversary which then means its about 9 1/2 years since we quit smoking (at Dave and Corrina's wedding funnily enough), slightly more than 9 years since Leo was conceived and slightly less than 9 years since we moved here to the village.
May things continue to converge.