Zion's new pal.

At  one of our gigs this week Zion made a new friend.

In the interests of confidentiality I cannot tell you anything about the gig, nor about Z's new pal. 








It was a sweet time.  The young eleven years old  lad loved Zion, but he found it hard to believe that my hair was once as bright orange as is his.

I understand.  When I was his age I also found it hard to believe that my Mum's sandy-ish hair had once been radiant with vivid orange. 

It was so cool to see the young lad  with my dear Zion. They both enjoyed it!

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