• Kirsten Johnston


I have a nephew who is a bass trombonist of some potential. We were talking the other day about making a career in the spirit of the great James Morrison. My nephew laughed, said that would be ‘amazing’ but that he was probably ‘running out of time‘. My nephew is just seventeen.

So, I wonder, where does that leave the rest of us?

Until later,


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