UPCOMING GIGS

  • Sept.29,'18 12:30-3:30pm; Glass Eagle Studio, Haliburton
  • Sept.19, 2018 Private Function, Toronto
  • July 27&28, Haliburton Arts&Crafts2-4pm
  • June 6, 2018 The Nice Bistro, Whitby, ON
  • Feb.23,2018 San Pancho Music Festival, Mexico
  • Jan.20,2018 The Old Mill Toronto, Home Smith Bar
  • Sept.30,2017 All That Jazz & More, at the Minden Legion
  • Aug. 5, 2017 Private Party, Carnarvon, ON
  • Aug. 4, 2017 Music by the Gull, Minden, ON
  • Aug. 2, 2017 The Nice Bistro, Whitby ON
  • May 17, 2017 The Nice Bistro, Whitby, ON
  • April 29, 2017 Minden Cultural Centre, Minden, ON
  • March 24,2017 The Old Mill Toronto, Home Smith Bar
  • Feb.26,2017 San Pancho Music Fest. Mexico
  • Nov.5, 2016 Radio Hall, CanoeFM, Haliburton, ON
  • Nov. 2, 2016 le Nice Bistro, Whitby, ON
  • Sept. 4, 2016 The Red Umbrella Inn, Minden, ON
  • July 26, 2016, Head Lake Park, Haliburton, ON
  • Jan. 29, 2016, The Home Smith Bar at the Old Mill, Toronto
  • Oct.23, 2015 Gate 403
  • Sept. 9 The Nice Bistro, Whitby, ON
  • August 22, Gate 403, Toronto
  • August 14, Music by the Gull, Minden, ON
  • July 29 Hugh's Room, Toronto
  • June 13, Gate 403,Toronto

Monday, October 26, 2015

AUTUMN LEAVING


The summer has left, and soon autumn will leave too, and then the cold begins, and goes deep into my bones....I dream of warm Agrigento and the sea.  My neighbour on the street where I live came to Canada from Italy, and another town by the sea.  We commiserate in the park while she walks her dog, and I walk my leg. 

The big break, the fame; the success so wished-for by performers, and  'break a leg!' wished on us by others before a gig – hey, it's  NOT LITERALLY, EH?   We didn't really want to break a part of our body; it's just a traditional theatre saying....Tell that to my tibia.

But four weeks have passed already and I live in hope that the fracture is healing as it ought, and that when I go back to the doctor next Wednesday, he will say the magic words, and I will throw away the cast/brace, and won't have to walk the military march anymore.

I still want world peace, of course, as all the beauty contest winners say, but I really want my leg in one piece. I want to run and jump like the other children.

 

However I won't complain.  I got out last Friday, sexy cast and all, which I highlighted by draping my skirt to show it better, festooned with flowers-; and I sang some tunes with the jazz band.  Oh, but 'twas good to be sort of normal again. (until the WheelTrans arrived to take the invalid home early). Here are some pics - sorry about the sideways one:
 


 
Meanwhile, anxiously awaiting the new x-rays this coming week, to see if I can jettison the iron leg and get back to real life and activities like the following:
 
 
And in a few more weeks the ice will be back in the rinks and I will be out there skating, - singing to the trees, and sucking that icy air into my lungs, and loving it. (as seen in my youtube video “Skating, Skating
 

 

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