180 Coxwell Avenue, Toronto.
Finished with the gigs here in Toronto for this trip, as has my throat finished with me temporarily. But before leaving there was time to take a walk to see the house where my grandad lived at 180 Coxwell Avenue as a child. His mother was a housekeeper for the Eaton family who have their name on just about everything in the downtown area. That was before the family moved to Belfast and started the chain of events which lead to me.