'Hopefully is an adverb!' So said my late Grandfather. Who died in his nineties early in the Nineties in his bed in Charminster near Dorchester..Early in the morning. Still missed. He was born in 1903 and christened Horace. He served in Burma in World War II. He wouldn't recognise the world we live in now.
I find myself in my second hotel in Glasgow of the day. A real corporte job just off Saucuiehall on Pitt Street.This is a glorious, vibrant ceity. I'm going to see Horsegirl in a couple of hours. Sold out. To put me in the right frame of mind I'm listening to Lloyd Carner's Hopefully ! Err Hopefully. I'm sure my grandfather wouldn't mind.
Ir's soothing like a hotel bath with steam rising and sweet selling aromas and good vibes. Loyle is Lambeth born and bred. A Hip Hop smooth talker who doesn't rap so mych as emit loving positive energy. Sounds like a laid back London dude. Hopeful is the word. . Hopefully is hopefiul and full of empathetic enrergy . .
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