Songs and places on the run. Memories all around my blue world.
Blues can make you cry. Sometimes.
Mood Indigo. Ellington.
You ain’t been blue, no no no.
You ain’t been blue,
‘till you’ve had that Mood Indigo.
That feeling goes stealing down to my shoes.
While I sit and sigh,
go long blues.
Always get that Mood Indigo,
since my baby said goodbye.
In the evening when lights are low,
I’m so lonesome I could cry.
‘cause there’s nobody who cares about me,
I’m just a soul who’s bluer than blue can be.
When I get that Mood Indigo,
I could lay me down and die.
Blue is the colour of Sky and Sea. Bluebells and Blue Tits. Old and faded Blue Denim Jeans & a Blue & White Breton Striped T shirt, a blue Bandana. A beloved blue jug, the blue and white Cornish & Delft ware. Willow pattern, old white enamel with blue trim, bowls, plates and mugs. I love all of those Blues. ‘Lavenders blue dilly dilly….’
Indigo blue as the afternoon dips through dusk into night. Mood Indigo. The colour sings Blue. Delphinium, Larkspur, Wisteria, Bellflowers and Forget me not. Blue Lobelia glowing at dusk. Chefchaouen in Morocco. A city painted Blue. Blue Monet, Chagall blues. Blue Van Gogh, painting himself in Blues. Glorious Blues.
‘Come on in my Kitchen, its bound to be raining outside.’
Threads I wore in the 1960s .. Still in my wardrobe….
Beautiful blue world.
Blue is the colour of my son’s eyes. Alice in Wonderland wearing a blue dress. Paddington Bear a Blue Duffel Coat. All shades of blue run through rivers and lakes, brooks and streams. Blue is a colour painted in my dreams. Bountiful, life-full Blue.
Notting Hill Blues The Grove Blues. I lived in what was known as The Grove. Westbourne and Ladbroke Grove Straddling Portobello Road. I loved my community there.
With Beloved Dee,Ruben Hollingsworth standing next to me, 3rd from Left. RIP.
Bits of my clothes, often bought down on The Market.
I have worn a blue Levi Jacket for my ever.
London & my beloved River Thames Blues
London Blues
Below- Drury Lane. London.
Blue Blooms.
Blue Denim. I love it.
Spanish Blues. Formentera.
Camden Town Grand Union Canal
Below Garden in Camden.
Below Tiffy. The shed in Garden in Camden.
Holiday beside the sea with Kasia.
Deptford Blues.
My lovely Deptford flat London SE8 looking out on the roof tops.
My Blue Door on Deptford High Street SE8 110L. Did not have to go far for bread, toilet rolls and other vital shoppings.
Blackfriars Days
Below snow in Southwark London.
Folkestone Blues
‘They’ll be Blue Birds over the White Cliffs of Dover.’
Glorious Blues
Ella and Louis.
‘The sea, the sky, and you and I, sea and sky and you and I, we’re all blues. all shades all hues, all blues.’ Oscar Brown Jnr. Lyrics to Miles Davis All Blues
Louis & Ella.
Blow My Cat Louis. RIP. xxx
Below in Japan. Singing The Whaletone Opera.
Music in Blue.
Gigs in Blues
Hannah in her Blue skirt in the dressing room at The Drill Hall London.
Below on the road with Soul Brittania.
Below. Recording in Nashville.
Poetry in Covent Garden.
Below Harry Becket and Elton Dean RIP. Recording Mother CD in The Cowshed Studio.
Greg Wain Recording Studio Cowshed London
The Shout in Blue
Singing River in Stuttgart. Germany.
Me & Wills Morgan and Yoga..
New York in Blue
Sam in Blue. 1967. London Notting Hill .
Living in Wales in my Caravan.
Below. Project South Africa. Rehearsing in Suffolk.
London with little Sam.
Sam in his advert for Virgin. Mates. Bethnal Green.
Sam on The Leas.
Kasia Rose
On the Beach at Whistable.
Kasia in Whistable.
Below Camden. Karen Douglas RIP.
Bangor in Blue
Blues in my place. Folkestone.
Kasia Painted By Karen. xxx
Choirs in Blue.
Sing For Joy. Choirs below.
A concert in Southwark Cathedral. London.SFJOY Kentish Town Health Centre.
SFJoy 2 National Hospital For Neurology singing on St Pancras Station.
Preparing for an annual concert At The TUC Congress Hall London with both Choirs.
WILDFLOWERS CHOIR
Pals in beautiful blues
Greek Blues
Above with Jo in Greece.RIP.
Blue Doors
The Door To The Cowshed Studio
Dungeness in Blues
Kasia & Harvey in New Zealand
Below. Poland
Blues on the run.
Hythe Kent
Blues in Brixton
South Africa. Western Cape.
Below. Jura. Scottish Island.
ALL BLUES.
I Love love you Carol. I’m Vicky. You were my tutor at City Lit, on a few courses. I’ve met Ivor & Margaret. Thanks to you!
Both great singers. It would be lovely if we could all meet again. I went on one other course at City Lit. My tutor was Laura Zakian. Nowhere near as good as you. No talent. Her voice was nothing. It would be great if we could all meet up.
I know you’re so busy. But my mob no:
07946 731249
It would be great if we could all meet up together.
Oh, how overly.thank you so much.xx I was treated so badly at City Lit and after one too many insults from Della Rhodes I left! Sadly I had a run of bad luck 2005 -2010 and got priced out of my own home town & Now live on the coast in Folkestone. 55 mins on High speed 1 to St Pancras King X and 40 mins from Stratford East .. I still come up to London for the odd gig event. xxxxx Maybe you could do an outing together and have a sing beside the sea tiddly pom. c x
Really interesting to see this comment. I was a student at City Lit and was also deeply insulted by Della Rhodes. It was appalling behaviour from a teacher and still she is tolerated by the powers that be there. My wife and I are long term fans of Carol Grimes and it was strange to note that even a superb professional singer could be insulted by that dreadful individual.
Oh, I am so sorry she did that to you, I left after the last straw, insulting me in front of the pianist who was playing in my class, he looked very embarrassed. I had had enough. I miss the students. I loved the work. c
Thanks so much for that supporting comment. I’m still smarting over that treatment despite the fat it was a few years ago. By the way I’m very friendly with a guitarist who was a member of your band when you played at Camden Lock many years ago. Ivor Goldberg but I guess many musicians have passed your way. Thanks again and look forward to seeing you perform again sometime, somewhere.
Ivor is an amazing musician xxx