The asbestos has finally caught up with Jack - cancer. I know that clichés don’t make it, but Jack is a great character, a friend, salt-of-the-earth, a rough diamond, the kind of person we two always have had a great appreciation for, no pretensions, no affectations, and he never has a bad word to say about anyone. Just jawing over the weather with Jack is a pleasure. On the selfish side, worries, who’s going to help me the next time I’ve plumbing problem, or need to replace these damned carpets? The chemo now has him cut off from us, he can’t go public, for the moment, and he can’t take visitors, so, instead, there’s this jig/slide that just jumped out as it is. And, try as I might, it won’t let me screw around with it anymore. I hope you like it Jack, it has some of the smiles and laughter in it we’ve shared…
Jack Hayes, handyman, literally a ’Jack-of-all-trades, born and bred a Lancashire lad, 67 years of age, having turned that just recently…
| gec A[Gc][Ee] [D3d3] |]
About that last bar, an either or ~
either ~ | gec AGE D3 |] ~ or ~ | gec Ace d3 |]
Whatever mood takes you…
Damn! I’ve just remembered you’d never finished the kitchen, and those windowsills that need replacing… 😏 But then, I haven’t yet sorted our the shelving and storage downstairs, and that means I still haven’t gotten around to emptying the place and washing down the walls and doing the painting, all of which needs to be done before considering new carpets and blinds… So, plenty for you to do and help with once you’re back up on your feet, and the list Bob has is no doubt much bigger than mine, and, of course, he gets priority… 😉 Now, about that needed shelving, wood or metal?
For Jack’s sake, and the humour in them, the other possible meanings for this title were also intended…
Discussion: The Phrost is All Over - - - 4-bar second endings…