The Rider

Stuart Johnson. Musician, sometime carpenter & old man in lycra looking to do something useful in a world where bad goes to worse almost, but not quite, everywhere you look.

‘In a highway service station, over the month of June, was a photograph of the earth taken coming back from the moon.

And you couldn’t see a city on that marbled bowling ball. Or a forest or a highway.

Or me here least of all’.

Joni Mitchell; ‘Refuge of the Roads’.


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