11.23
Rising 06.45.
Morning Sitting and onto the street: I Advance Masked – Day Twenty-Eight…
Morning reading…
16.54 On this day, twenty or thirty years ago, my Sister Patricia was born in Bear Cross Nursing Home, mid-way between Wimborne and Bournemouth. She was about two weeks past her expected arrival time, and for the remainder of her life Patricia has been putting 110% into everything she does in an attempt to catch up.
Patricia has always been glammo-to-the-max…
… and well-mannered…
… but her musical skills are under-reported…
… and her tippling air-brushed from family history…
We were brought up as twins, being only one year, one month, two days, twelve and-a-half-hours apart, and have always been close…
The Sistery Person has also taken me into her professional life…
https://www.fripp.com/frippvt/robert-frippvt-live/.
19.10 A virtual Patricia Fripp birthday party with our Cousins and their families in Ross-On-Wye at 18.00 local. Hooray!
"When we act as we like, we may get what we want.
But not what we need."
