25th April 2019

  We were walking to our, by now, 'usual restaurant' for dinner. It was at a square. A small square in the small island of Gozo in Malta. It was early evening. We walked by a pub at the corner where we could hear a woman singing jazz. We walked in and this old British lady in shimmering blue was singing of blue skies. Ella Fitzgerald. She sang many other songs by Ella too, then Billie Holiday and some Nina Simone too. When she finished singing and was taking a break, I went to her and said something. Nothing to rival Ella's lyrics, but something on the lines of 'Ella would be proud'. She was pleased to hear that and went back to her noisy group of musicians. 

We then went to 'our' restaurant who this evening served me all the wines they offer by the bottle, by the glass. It was a lovely, lovely restaurant. Their food was absolutely sublime. The husband worked the kitchen, the woman was the manager, a young man who was waiting on the guests was their son and a very young girl, less than ten years old was also helping around the restaurant. She had quite some strong opinions and choices as we had seen the day before also, But this evening, she was ok to play 'tin-foil toys' with me. I made her a tin-foil ring, a swan, a tiara and she was quite ok with this play. At the end of the evening, I asked her her name. She said 'Ella'. 

We came back to our home, it was an eventful evening, there was no power and everybody was on the street trying to get it fixed. When the power came back, I switched on my Wifi to listen to Blue Skies, and saw that Ella Fitzgerald was born on 25th April, 1917. 

It was 25th April, 2019.