Beyond My Control

Dearest Reader

‘What is this?’ I hear you saying, as you open this email. ‘Another newsletter from the Pallot? Why, how unusual. She was only here five minutes ago, rabbiting on about some matchboxes and flatpack furniture. What on earth can she want with me today?’

There is nothing I want from you. I don’t mean this in the manner of an ex standing in the doorway of the home you once shared together, suitcase in one hand and Nespresso machine you bought in the Currys sale in the other, telling you it’s over while you’re secretly relieved they haven’t taken your vinyl collection with them.

No. I just wanted to say hello and try out the platform from which I will be sending newsletters in the future. Substack is all the rage right now, apparently. There is so little fashion in my life with which to keep up these days, so you will forgive me if I wanted to dabble.

I also wanted to let you know that sadly, and inevitably, we have moved the dates of the forthcoming UK tour to the autumn now. But - good news! - all tickets remain valid and we have also added some new dates in new places. So. Something to look forward to, I hope. We are just finalising arrangements, and will be announcing the entire run within the next fortnight.

I’m so sorry to mess you around like this, but - and one hates to come over all John Malkovich here - it is beyond my control. I’m sure you know what that feels like right now. 

Still. It pays to take one day at a time, and to find pleasure wherever we can. Today, I am grateful for the fact that although I have marooned it in a completely unsuitable pot, I managed not to kill this hyacinth. I have named her Cynthia because I am completely lacking in imagination.

Stay safe and well, and keep on keeping on.

With love

Nerina x

P.S. Spotify lovers amongst you will be pleased to note that my latest EP, Old Dog, New Tricks, is now available to stream.