Like many of you, I was stunned, shocked and saddened by the events in Manchester on Monday night.
I have wanted to post something all week, but haven’t been able to think of anything to say which didn’t sound glib or inappropriate.
I mean, what can you say after such an horrific event?
Of course, all of our thoughts are with the families and friends of those whose lives were so needlessly taken. Of course, we stand together with the people of Manchester. Of course, we won’t be beaten, broken or bowed by this or anything else those murderers care to throw at us. If they seriously think that blowing up children is going to win them any friends, or lead us to submit, then they really don’t know us at all.
For in the wake of the terror attack, stories emerged which were truly awe-inspiring: reports of Muslim – that’s real Muslims – and Sikh taxi drivers ferrying people home free of charge; of locals inviting the lost into their homes whilst the melee calmed down; of the homeless tending to the injured until the emergency services arrived.
People of Manchester: I salute you.
So, like Donald Trump after forcing his way to the front of a NATO photo opportunity, we puff out chests, hold our heads up, and get on with our lives just the same as we did before.
Which means, I need to post a tune. And a bloody uplifting one at that.
Fortuitously, this weekend sees that event that every man, woman and child in the UK loves: a bank holiday weekend.
And, remarkably, the weather here has been gorgeous all week and seems set to remain that way all weekend. (See what I mean about not wishing to seem glib?)
So here’s this; oft-posted here before, since it’s not just one of my favourite summer records but one of my favourite records, full stop.
Listen to that and remember that everything’s going to be okay.
Although, I have probably just jinxed the weather.