Now you go to a world class musical performance by Seckou Keita...from Senegal...the unique sound is mind blowing and really tuneful and evocative.....gush, gush...and it is almost in your front lounge. These big Australian cities, with very few people. Perth Festival they erect a temporary amphi theatre, which is half a white marquee and there are sofas, for those who come early and then rows of chairs. The concert was so intimate....I had gone out earlier to look at the Perth' Eye' white in the sky and to get a little stoned, on Oz gold and herbal....only joking! and I returned to make myself comfortable on my own fake suede sofa...now this is about lifestyle, surely.....at one point I went to the toilet and thought I was on a moving train...was this the Oz gold or the antibiotic I was on...now for the 4th time to get rid of my amoeba! I had my blood tests, to find out my cholestral has gone too high and my liver is looking a bit peaky from the dodgy gut....now they wanted a POOH Test...surely not...shirley not...I am a grown up woman, not me poohing into a small plastic jar, fresh out the plastic, shawly not me! Back on the sofa the crown of my head begins to hurt...what is it with me.....back home drinking tea and rusks...we get a little hysterical, Jo Anne says Steven was on the same antibiotic, and he lost the plot. Well I can't remember anything and start telling them if I was to have a tattoo it would be a "V" engraved on one buttock cheek and the other would have "W" so that when you bend over it says VOW...we are hysterical. I can't work Australia out, but the concert was really amazing.....so they do come all this way....most of the people there where over 40.....My cousins tell me that everyone leaves Perth when they are 20 and they return at 50.....well maybe this is a very well kept secret!
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