Left from the Institute’s steps took me south, down Michigan Avenue past Symphony Hall, until another turn to the right sent me down Van Buren Street, where I would eagerly explore the last remains of downtown’s Skid Row. There, bathed in the flickering light and shadows cast by the e...
This was a nice drive, by the water and everything. We stopped for a night in Essaouira, and it was fine. It was a little more crowded than some other places, I think because it’s the ‘famous beach town’ of Morocco. I did enjoy walking around the medina – which was a little...
Richard’s a great chap, when you go to see him you don’t just get music. He’s a brilliant raconteur and very funny. His songs are long and eloquent and he quite obviously pours his heart and soul into his lyrics. What I wouldn’t give for an evening in the pub with him! I’...