I took this picture last weekend in sunny Essex, on one of the fair estuaries in the area. That’s me, the shadow, the one with the very small head, and what seems to be a large stash of cake tucked in my knapsack. I took the picture while balancing on one leg…still hope for me then. Excited as we are about to have 4 visitors for 4 nights, in our one and a half bedroom flat…that’s 6 people -two are small-ish, so my posts might be small and hurried, or long and cathartic. Hopefully the sneezing from all the dust will subside soon. I am wracking my brains for cheap (or free) things to entertain a lovely young lady who falls over if she wears flat shoes ( ha ha hope you are reading this KS) a football ally for Mr. P. and 2 children who are just so excited about visiting us we may just have to sit on them for the first day. Thank goodness we all like colouring in…watch out for the art work too! Off to the train station to meet them now.
SONG OF THE DAY- Moves Like Jagger -Maroon 5 ft Christine Aguilera
I have been watching the video for this song for a few weeks and been very distracted by the visuals. My Mate VR mentioned how catchy she thought it was, so I decided to listen with out having to be distracted by Maroon front man’s full frontal tatts and small ears. It is a nice little pop song which should get you jumping round the kitchen table….nice little melodic hook ( the whistle) and Chicy guitar.
The sofa went to a good home and we ummed and ahhed, and decided we could not decide! Mr P. sat on a thousand of small sofas ( I will never get that day back) , and then we decided our life was just fine without one. Also since we had to buy a cooker and a washing machine, that’s already 2 too many big purchases for one season, when you are in downsizing mode.
Yesterday we bundled over to camden market on the tube and bought a cheap faux leather, bright red bean bag to not go with the brown one we have already. Now are finally are a ‘two something family’. Not car or home, but a bean bag..a two bean bag family. The only thing about the bean bags ( I always call them bin bags) is that if you are without good quads (anatomy lesson, the big muscle in your thighs) you are well and truly, as stuffed as the bean bag. Mr. P is not blessed with goodly develped quads, so once he is in a bean bag, he is there, as they say, for the duration. When I am out and cannot give him a hand getting up, he just sits in his bean bag until I return. No food, no going to find the remote, just sitting in the bean bag. Ah well.
Today is a day off and so far I have managed to burn the soup, eat the burned soup ( Mr. P. was not so brazen) go to Argos to buy some bedding for visitors coming this weekend, pop to the local farmers market ( I am still pinching myself that there is a farmers market near my house…what happened?) to buy vegetables which I then burned, but refused to throw away and violently sneezed throughout as it is national dusting day here, as me and dust just do not mix.
I thought I might sort out my office again, as there is still absolutely no system for finding anything. I yearn for a little pinch of the asbegery thang, anything that might make me put things back where I found them, be a bit obsessive about where things live, have something alphabetical in my life instead of in a ever growing pile of things in no particular order. My labelling is also problematic, as I have tried labelling files and then got fed up so quickly, one file had this label pictured on it.
Enough about me! The moral of today’s post is, watch the soup, don’t think that someone else is watching it when you leave the room to check your emails, and if you boil the broccoli, don’t put it in the soup anyway.
Love Jimmy Webb, who wrote this song and many other amazing songs from the 60-70’s. This was voted worst song ever by some bloke called Barry in Michigan, after a long (yawn) survey. In my mind the worst and best are often interchangeable. Over fifty artists have recordred this song including Diana Ross, Liza Minelli, Donna Summer and the Grimethorpe Colliery Band…oh sod it…they definately get my vote..sorry Mr Harris my coal mining roots and a load of very shiny instruments just won. This is just cracking…turn it up loud and scare all the neighbours…I am in love.
After the parting of Steve Jobs, someone mentioned the significance of the apple as a symbol in history. Someone has noticed that there was an apple in the Garden of Eden, an apple in Isaac Newtown’s great eureka moment, and an apple as the icon for the most rapid technological advancement to hit the modern world.
Mr P. piped up ‘ how come William Tell did not get a mention?‘ I also remembered that the Beatles record company was called Apple, so the apple hall of fame is growing all the time. All a bit random, perhaps, but I am keeping my eyes peeled for apple symbols now.
But fret not, because today, mainly in the UK, is the day when we can celebrate all things apple. Yes, October 21st is APPLE DAY , a celebration of apples and orchards. Once again, this one had passed me by – possibly as there are not many orchards round my manor, but today I will celebrate the fair apple.
We did wonder where apples came from in the ancient days. I did some digging and found the biggest current producers of apples in the world was China , followed by the US, Iran then Turkey, Russia, Italy and India. The tree originated in West Asia, where the Alma its wild anscestor is still found. There are move than 7,500 different varieties of apple…wow!
SONG OF THE DAY -The Apple Song -Plank Road Publishing
A fab song for kids from the US with so many types of apples mentioned I have never heard of as we only seem to be able to get abut 6 types of apples in the UK ( I know there are more ‘rare breeds’ around) because of some type of european something or other…I know golden delicious, gala ( which the children prounce as gay-la) pink lady, cox, braeburn, russet and then I almost run out of apples. Tragedy.
and if you don’t fancy that and fancy a bit of melancholia…
Funny that some of the tracks on the K-tel record I do not remember and some are so heavily etched into my soul. I know all the words of the Carpenters, and possibly wore that piece of vinyl out of the record. The idea that people listened to a whole side of an album is pants, you could decide in a few seconds if you did not like a track and then you just ‘lifted the arm’ and moved it to one you did like……I possibly would not know The Seashells -Maybe I Know if it jumped up and bit me…I am going to check it. OH MY GOD…it’s sung by someone called Mary Partington!!!!!!!!( overuse of exclamation mark…zero points) I never knew that, as we did not have the super highway in those days, ( obviously) and I do recognize the song. More delving, Mary Partington’s sister was Vicki Brown ( nee Haseman), wife of Joe Brown, mother of Sam Brown and Pete Brown, sadly died in 1991 at the young age of 50. Mary Partington must have been married to someone called Partington as I am assuming if she is Vicki Haseman’s sister…funnily Partington is quite a common name in the North West. One more mad fact ..the song ‘Maybe I know” was recorded and probably written by Lesley Gore in the States, who I posted about earlier this week who wrote the song from fame and ‘It’s my Party and I’ll cry if I want to ‘ joining up all the dots…and getting no work done….aaargh
We are delighted to announce the release of our 5th album and we are very happy to be releasing under the wonderful umbrella of the Welsh Independent Record Label https://www.swndrecords.com/ The abum has taken more than a couple of years to finish. Lots has been happening for us all during this time and we are […]
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