Bush

I don't know if it is the winter blues, but life just seems like it is, get up, go to work, come home, go to, bed, get up go to work?? Cleaning the limos in a wind chill of about minus 2 today I started to wonder what it is all about? I think they should start a new TV programme called 'I am a Trombone player, get me out of here......but preferably somewhere warm.