I sang to gave myself meaning and identity, to heal and speak my truth. 2020. Desperate for identity, belonging, a tribe..I lied, fibbed, made myself
The Singers Tale. saying goodbye to Arike.1.
July 3rd 2020. A day to say goodbye. On Friday we gathered for Arike, my first gathering with lots of people, since March. Overwhelming, poignant
The Singers Tale.. I give you, my Government & I .. with 2 Audio clips.
‘What’s that got to do with price of Pilchards?’ You may well ask. ‘How very dare you?’ Well, I dare, so there. Here is My
The Singers Tale. Creativity & ageing. A gig.
My name is Carol Grimes. I have been singing for my supper since the late 1960s, therefore I have more T Shirts than one woman
The Singers Tale. Creativity & ageing- Mad old Bat. ©
Mad Old Bat Ageing and the rest. Michael Kemp took this little extract from My Book, The Singers Tale, condensed\edited it into a song lyric/poem
The Singers Tale-A little of what you fancy?
On being 75 years old. How do you deal with your creativity, still flowing and your need to search and do is as strong as
Family & Beloveds – The Grove. Portobello Road. 1960/70s
Carol Larry & Sam in 1960/70s – Scrapbook. The Grove Days in W2/W11/W10. track ‘Uphill Peace of mind.’ A slideshow with one of my tracks,
THe Singers Tale – Covid – 19. April MAY 2020. Part 2.
Love, peace, breathe, sing and eat ginger and garlic. A candle for those who’s lives have only just begun. Boris Johnson AIDS RIDDEN CHORISTERS &
THe Singers Tale- Covid-19 January – March PART 1
Coronavirus/ Covid – January February March. Between the devil and the deep blue sea. This is an account of my life under the cosh of
The Singers Tale. First post in a very strange time. Coronavirus. A Virus- Covid-19.
THE SINGERS TALE. A VIRUS- COVID-19. An introduction. An introduction to a series of blogs about my experience during the pandemic of 2020. My words
