Now to the 81st video. This was another request, and it's "Afternoons and coffee spoons" by "The crash test

dummies". I felt I wanted to do something a little cheeky with the video. You see many people singing behind locked doors, using whatever is available as a mic. Well, I went a bit further than that :)

See what you think of my version of "Afternoons and coffee spoons". There's a role call of objects in the video

description, but I think you'd have to go to Youtube and view it to see that :)



Now for more of my father's life.

My Dad. Part 3.

My Dad's mother (Nan) lived a large part of her life in a place called "Cowgate road" in a suburb of London

called Greenford. That place has a few memories for a number of people, as I will explain later. It didn't take long

for my father to become involved in criminal pursuits. He got in with a west london gang, and became an integral part of it. Dad couldn't keep his paws off of other people's possesions, and at some

point during his association with the gang, guns and knives came into play, though there were never any reports of him using any.

I've got a couple of interesting tales to tell about this time. One was a robbery that he took part in. It was an art robbery in Chelsea. He recounted to me that he was fleeing the scene with his hands full, across Chelsea

bridge, and he had to offload because they were slowing him down. So one of the valuable paintings was thrown into the river thames. So if

the authorities ever wondered where one of the missing paintings is. The answer is "At the bottom of the river

thames". The rest of the haul was concealed in his mother's attic without her knowledge. So she was a little surprised when the police raided her home and produced a collection of paintings. They finally caught up with him and

he paid for the crime.
One thing that you could never underestimate about him was his silver tongue. On one occasion he was arrested for a crime,

and conviction and prison were sure to follow, but amazingly he managed to talk his way out of the situation. He engaged one of the officers in conversation about music. There weren't many people that weren't fascinated by music in those times. Anyway, this

policeman revealed to my father that he had an old violin. My father enthusiastically suggested he bring it in

for him to examine. He managed to convince him that he was an expert in old musical instruments (which he

wasn't). Very soon the officer brought the violin into the station and allowed my father to examine it. There

was a lot of excitement from my father and he made him believe that this was the violin he always wanted, and he

offered a few hundred pounds to buy it from him. That was a lot of money then. The policeman quickly accepted his offer, and my father sourced the funds through his contacts, and the result was a very satisfied police officer. As far as the crime my father was arrested for, well he didn't get charged. Oh yes. The violin. It was totally worthless. I don't know where my

father got the money, but one thing I can be sure about. It wasn't his own money.

To be continued......

Here's an update on my album "Sight Or Sound". I've been playing around with the user interface on CDBaby. It's pretty good, because it

tells me how many people visit my page on a daily basis. Also which companies the album has been sent to for

distribution. So far there is only one on the list, and that is "Amazon". However, delivery doesn't mean

availability. That can take from a week to 3 months. Depending on the company.

Check out some clips of songs from my album at:

Jeff Edwards - Sight Or Sound

Here's the Youtube stuff.
Subscriptions to my channel are now up to 920.
Channel viewings are 21,490.
Aggregate video views are 358,999.

My next video will be the last cover version for a little while. It will be "Run" by "Snow patrol".