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W/C 22nd April 2024
For what it is worth I think Labour are onto a winner with their policy to bring the trains back under Government control. I appreciate that they will never say it is 're-nationalisation' because somehow that word is considered too politically toxic, but the fact is that many people will look at this as a positive.
Whilst I have been a firm advocate of Labour not saying too much, too early, about what their vision for the country is, we are getting to the point where they need a few clean lines of difference. And this announcement, along with the commitment to repel the Rwanda bill is certainly something to be getting on with.
State-owned rail seems like an open goal, it has the potential to make a tangible improvement to many peoples lives, it is environmentally positive and we know it works across the continent.
I can't believe I didn't include it in this week's TFM tbh.
Stay safe.
Shame - Matchbox Twenty
Darren Jones on LBC
Therapy For Me (or TFM as I now refer to it) is a bit of an audio curiosity. It started out as a mechanism for me to clear my head, with the hope that by saying stuff out loud it would act as a little bit of self-help. It's remains loose in style, fluid in terms of content and raw - it's a one take, press record and see what happens, affair.
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W/C 15th April 2024
This one of those songs that I can hear in my head, but no matter how much searching I do I can't find 'the' version that I remember from my youth.
I think I had it on a compilation album, actually now that I think about it, it could have been one of the Blues Brother, Soul Sister releases. In fact give me a moment and I will check.
(short interlude)
Ok so I have checked, and it was the Dobie Grey release - which is the one that is considered the archetypal version - and that I have listened to a couple of times and still isn't sounding like the tune in my head.
Strange thing memory.
Stay safe.
Drift Away - Dobie Grey
Carers hounded by the DWP
42 Balloons
Dormice and the Rope Bridges
Therapy For Me (or TFM as I now refer to it) is a bit of an audio curiosity. It started out as a mechanism for me to clear my head, with the hope that by saying stuff out loud it would act as a little bit of self-help. It's remains loose in style, fluid in terms of content and raw - it's a one take, press record and see what happens, affair.
If you want to keep in touch with TFM and the other stuff I do then please follow me on Facebook, Insta, Twitter or Patreon. Thanks for getting this far.

W/C 8th April 2024
This is one of those songs where I don't actually know the original. I was introduced it by me by Jimmy Nail(not personally, obvs) as he covered it on his album Tadpoles in a Jar in 1999.
It turns out it was written in 1972 by a band called Family, and I am listening to it for the first time as I write this.
I have always loved the JN version, because it's a perfect little thing, a little gem of a song that doesn't demand your attention or sit proud in your subconscious, but is a thing of beauty none the less.
And it evokes my Friday night walk home, post weetabix procurement, perfectly.
Stay safe.
My Friend the Sun - Jimmy Nail
My Friend the Sun - Family
Therapy For Me (or TFM as I now refer to it) is a bit of an audio curiosity. It started out as a mechanism for me to clear my head, with the hope that by saying stuff out loud it would act as a little bit of self-help. It's remains loose in style, fluid in terms of content and raw - it's a one take, press record and see what happens, affair.
If you want to keep in touch with TFM and the other stuff I do then please follow me on Facebook, Insta, Twitter or Patreon. Thanks for getting this far.

W/C 1st April 2024
The New Statesman email has started landing in my inbox and I am not sure why. I can only assume it is something to do with signing up for the Ian Dunt blog that I told you about, but whatever the reason I am quite enjoying it.
It seems to be a bit sporadic in terms of its cadence, and I would be lying if I didn't tell you that was triggering my OCD tendencies a little, but generally it has been a positive.
So far this week I have enjoyed pieces penned by David Gauke, and Lewis Goodall, both of whom I have a lot of time for, along with some interesting stuff from Freddie Haywood. I appreciate that I am just being baited and played, and after a couple of attempts with an 'exclusive subscriber offer' they will no doubt move on, but it is all good for the moment.
It really is the small things.
Stay safe.
Blink 182 - All the small things
Therapy For Me (or TFM as I now refer to it) is a bit of an audio curiosity. It started out as a mechanism for me to clear my head, with the hope that by saying stuff out loud it would act as a little bit of self-help. It's remains loose in style, fluid in terms of content and raw - it's a one take, press record and see what happens, affair.
If you want to keep in touch with TFM and the other stuff I do then please follow me on Facebook, Insta, Twitter or Patreon. Thanks for getting this far.

W/C 25th March 2024
It is hard to believe that this song was released when I was 18, and that I first saw Mr Big at Rock City two years later in 1991. I was a bit of a devotee for the first few albums and I still have a huge soft spot for the song Green Tinted Sixties Mind, because it is a perfect slice of hair pop rock.
As it turns out they are currently on the road for their Big Finish tour, playing their second album Lean into It (which contains GTSM) and rounding off their 30+ year career. They were back at Rock City on the 19th March, and I really should have made the effort to go. Maybe I will catch them at Leeds in July.
Take care.
Take a Walk - Mr Big
Green Tinted Sixties Mind - Mr Big
Ian Dunt - Substack
Ian Dunt - How Westminster Works
Therapy For Me (or TFM as I now refer to it) is a bit of an audio curiosity. It started out as a mechanism for me to clear my head, with the hope that by saying stuff out loud it would act as a little bit of self-help. It's remains loose in style, fluid in terms of content and raw - it's a one take, press record and see what happens, affair.
If you want to keep in touch with TFM and the other stuff I do then please follow me on Facebook, Insta, Twitter or Patreon. Thanks for getting this far.

W/C 18th March 2024
Why do I leave my podcast notes until Saturday morning, when I know it is going to cause me stress.
I like to be out for a run by 07:30, but it’s 07:08 and I still have to drink my tea, get a shower and get dressed.
For some reason, even when TFM is in the can in plenty of time, I still put the notes off. And it isn’t like they are ground breaking in terms of content, or indeed quality.
Bonkers. Stay safe.
Cecilia - Simon and Garfunkel
Therapy For Me (or TFM as I now refer to it) is a bit of an audio curiosity. It started out as a mechanism for me to clear my head, with the hope that by saying stuff out loud it would act as a little bit of self-help. It's remains loose in style, fluid in terms of content and raw - it's a one take, press record and see what happens, affair.
If you want to keep in touch with TFM and the other stuff I do then please follow me on Facebook, Insta, Twitter or Patreon. Thanks for getting this far.