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November 27 Happy Thanksgiving!Happy Thanksgiving to all my American friends! This year I’m thankful for a lot of things. And thankful for a lot of things being over. 2008 was my worst year and (in some ways) my best year all rolled into one parcel that has left me strangely optimistic for this next season of my life. I’m hoping that for you this year held more good things than bad, but if not, remember there’s never a wrong time for champagne… One day I hope we’ll all be able to celebrate with you in person. Cheers! S. November 23 My toothbrush I’m sitting in bed in my Nashville ‘second home’ and it’s time for me to start packing up. After 8 new songs, 1 new guitar, a pair of cowboy boots, a bunch of meetings, calls, lunches, dinners, corridor greetings and some Christmas shopping I’ll be jumping on the plane with a lovely warm feeling that this trip has been so worthwhile. I never take for granted the chance to write with the talented people I get to write with here and the friendships I make along the way... these are some of my favourite people. That said, putting my toothbrush in my wash bag for the last time on a trip like this is always a sweet moment because it’s the first time I let myself fully focus on my family and how I wish I was back there without 20 hours of travelling. There’s an extra spring in my step this time because I know I’ve been upgraded to first class on at least one of my flights. That feels nice. Some things I’ve learnt this trip –
S. November 10 www.simonhawkins.comHey friends, The new website's up and running. Some of my latest demos and links and stuff. A lot more coming. Feel free to check out www.simonhawkins.com S. November 09 Uncle Waynie-Wayne and Auntie Ju-JuSandra bought Barts a missing Mr Men book about Mr Tickle from a second hand book shop. Reading it to our little man, I started with the first page and noticed a dedication… “To our wonderful little Robbie, we love you so much, Uncle Waynie-Wayne and Auntie Ju-Ju, XXXXX” Little Robbie has probably grown up by now, a gangly youth with long hair, whispey stubble, spots and a sleeper through his navel. But somehow it still felt wrong that Barty should be cashing in on ex-little Robbie’s stuff. Is that weird? Maybe not as weird as me announcing to the whole world that people actually call themselves 'Waynie-Wayne and Ju-Ju' S. |
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