Tonight will be the first time that I have changed the clocks without my wife being here to question what I am up to. It will not be the last as, nearly 6 months on from her original 'trial period' in residential care, it is clear that she'll never be coming home. Walking through leaf-strewn streets today and reflecting on what has changed in the last 12 months, the opening lines of the song Winter of my Life as performed by Chris Farlowe came to my mind. It may have been serendipity that led me to look it up on the web and find out that the splendidly over the top Farlowe will be performing in Newcastle in just a few weeks time.
I've seen him many times before but not for several years since my wife's illness took hold. She has entered a twilight world that really does seem like the winter of her life but I'm not ready for that yet awhile. It will be strange going to the gig without her but that is something that I need to get used to if I am to regain some kind of social life.
As for the song, the dramatic rendition will not be to everyone's taste but it may be worth a listen. It always brings a smile to my face.
I've seen him many times before but not for several years since my wife's illness took hold. She has entered a twilight world that really does seem like the winter of her life but I'm not ready for that yet awhile. It will be strange going to the gig without her but that is something that I need to get used to if I am to regain some kind of social life.
As for the song, the dramatic rendition will not be to everyone's taste but it may be worth a listen. It always brings a smile to my face.