A weirdly disorienting couple of days all things considered and some of my fuses appear unusually short and fizzy as a result. This morning I filled in the form from Traceline and sent it off, filling the A4 sheet with all the information I have about my father. I had four inches of untouched space left. Lots of big decisions rising out of the mists and only confused headspace available to deal with them. Brain’s moving faster than it has in a long while. Oh and yesterday I got to see one of my heroes – Frank Black from the Pixies – playing live in the 6music hub, and even watched him play and acoustic version of a classic Pixies song that didn’t go out on the air. It all adds to the heady hallucinogenic feel. More later.