To my hometown Bournemouth (pronounced Bormf if you’re a local, as I am) on Sunday with Chris Hampson to see the last performance (this year) of the Raymond Gubbay Strauss Gala, which he choreographs. It’s a really fun show, and a great company of dancers who bring (even more) life to the music. I’ve played for a few of their classes during rehearsal periods, so it feels like family.
I haven’t been back to Bournemouth in 25 years except for a flying visit to perform at the Pavilion with Wayne Sleep a couple of years ago, so it was an afternoon of seeing ghosts when we drove to Moordown where I grew up. Much of it hasn’t changed at all, though a huge chunk of Ensbury Park has been turned into a brick-lined bomb crater. If you’re really interested, you can see the pics in my Bournemouth gallery.
