It's been a strange weekend in the Neil Young Centre. There's a mysterious stranger in a private ward with a security guard outside. Rumour has it that it is Elvis. I went past singing "Blue Suede Shoes" and heard moaning from inside, but the other inmates pointed out everyone moans when I sing so perhaps....could it be Invisible Eddie? You might only be a painted crow, full of possum shit but you could at least look at me when I'm rambling. Only three weeks to go before I go to Greece again so I better get in practice.A couple of cold Amstels, a large Metaxas chaser and a couple of bottles of Naoussa Boutari to go please.
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