Poem: Mark Knopfler Called My House One Time

Mark Knopfler called my house one time.

(Okay, okay, it was a planned interview – but still. Knopfler handles them himself, schedules it. Then he calls you).

He said, “It’s Mark here, is this Simon?”

I said, sitting at my kitchen table on a Friday night, waiting for the call, nervous, and then off to a gig straight after, “Yeah, hi Mark. This is Simon. How…