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someone stole my ears

I’m gonna have to come clean here. There is no easy way to say this. Customarily, I would never be drawn to such reprehensible behaviour. I do not know what came over me. I am usually such a good person…I never squeeze or shake my Christmas presents, when they are under the tree. At no time do I tear the wrapping  paper, and I always wait till the last moment to open them.  Annually, the Easter Bunny  gets to sit on a shelf in my room right up to Easter day. So what came over me that I should cause my poor Easter bunny to spend the next two weeks sitting in its cellophane with no ears? Have to say, I thought it was quite good of me to stop at the ears, as he can still feel, touch taste and see…so all is not lost. P.S. I only had an Easter bunny this year and last because some lovely people got me a present at the end of term. Its not a big  wierd sort of thing I do every year. The spattering of extraordinarily long words   in today’s blog is just because I was using the same words over and over again, so had a thesaurus with my porridge this morning.

SONG OF THE DAY – Donald Fagen- Walk Between the Raindrops- from The Nightfly … From possibly the best album in the universe

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Shoe Number 5,6,7 and 8 – The Vans Collection


So from left to right. The Black ones with the white and red stripe. Now these get worn a lot! Comfortable…Good with black,the little flash of colour keeps it a bit funky. Can stand for extended periods in them. Brown ones, are a more bulky skatey boardy type -ha ha ha ha  -me on a skate board! They are the oldest pair and have seen some wear during my brown periods. The next pair are still so new they have only been out a couple of timess and are a little on the big side…agina I don’t know what happened there…so its big socks…but a fine selection of red and browns there. The last pair in my all time favourite maroon…oh my -this is really the dullest most boring blog ever…I am boring myself…I am about to eat my own arms off. My shoes and the story of their reason for being is really so insignificant I may have to go and scream in the street.. A quick interlude. An

Egyptian and Mr P. sharing an intimate moment in the British Museum.  So now I just need to try and divert your attention to the total dullness of the experience of my annoyingly sensible shoes before I continue on with the next pair as I am determined now I said I would start to finish. Sigh!

Blogging is such a strange phenomena…I mean what and why did I ever decide that doing a blog every day was going to be a rewarding experience for me or anything else. I suppose my first thought was the commitment and discipline of doing something every day, but now I am thinking maybe I would have been better off practising the guitar every day as I am not sure my writing skills will ever get better from this experience. my spelling and grammar are just appalling and I am forever correcting and re-writing , even this small amount I do every day.  I wonder if there are many dyslexic ‘writers’? I would love to know what their secrets are. So have you forgotten about the shoes? …nearly? well sorry because here comes pair number 9!

SHOE NUMBER 9 THE MAROON  ECCO

I like these shoes. Ecco are very comfortable, but I have a major gripe with ecco shoes- the ladies ones all look rather middle -aged and a bit thin and pointy- the shape at the toe bugs me. What is it about designers and pointy shoes. Just because I am a woman does not mean I want POINTY SHOES. Mr P. has the Male version of these shoes in brown and his are not pointy. I have all the things a woman needs, I don’t see why I should have to have my shoes made slightly more pointy so they are ‘more feminine’ I WANT ROUND TOED SHOES.   WHAT IS WRONG WITH UNISEX SHOES? OR UNISEX CLOTHES? That is why I like Vans as they don’t …well  not much, do that annoying ‘we better make them look a bit feminine, quick- make them more pointy’. Which brings me to another thing while I am having a mini-rant.WHY SHOULD MEN AND WOMEN HAVE COATS AND JACKETS THAT DO UP THE OPPOSITE WAYS? And how come its fine for me to wear a man’s coat but men go mad if they have a coat or a jacket that does up the wrong way? Why should what I wear have to be ruled by my gender? Well I don’t, but I would like some round toed suede shoes please.

SONG OF THE DAY -Nu Shooz I can’t wait

THIS WAS A BIT OF A FAVE IN THE 80’S not sure if it was just cos i likes the name of the band and the intro.



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This is the blog suggestion for the day…well my answer to this is NEITHER. Both of these attributes are, in my opinion, completely over-rated. I would like to be a bit attractive and, well  clever enough . I have  some ‘super intelligent’ mensa -candidate friends, who are the stupidest people I know, and I have some extremely good looking friends who are just down right ugly people. Give me SUPER SENSITIVE AND EXTREMELY HEALTHY any day. No attributes are of any use what so ever if you don’t have  good health,  and  the sensitivity to appreciate everything around you. I wanna be able to see, hear, touch, smell taste and create! Don’t really care about being a genius or Miss World.

So back to important matters. Spring is sprung and I did not even notice. The first signs in our small Victorian garden are out. The  honey suckle and the small lilac tree are always the first to show shoots and the vinburnum flowers and  has leaves too

…next doors forsythia is about to burst out in that tasteless garrish yellow.

So have to keep my eyes and nose peeled every day for the action that nature is coming out to play!

SONG OF THE DAY

Mylo vs. miami sound machine – doctor pressure…It is a day for dancing round the kitchen…honing your dance moves -even if all the dancing is happening inside!

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So I once won fifty quid for singing ‘Get Here’ written by the amazing Brenda Russell, sung by the superb Oletta Adams in a karaoke competition, AND I can nearly play it on the piano – even though my middle name is ‘banana fingers’. The intro of the song and the first verse are gorgeous ‘you can reach me by railway, you can reach me by trail way, you can reach me on an airplane, you can reach me with your mind…but suddenly, for me, the lyrics  start to disintegrate  ‘you can reach me by caravan, cross the desert like an Arab man ( no, no, no !). We keep it together as the piano riff is so hypnotic…well done Brenda it is beautiful…but then we get to the middle eight which for some reason, I feel it sounds like she finished it in her tea break, and I mean no offence ‘There are hills and mountains between us Always something to get over. If I had my way, surely you would be closer I need you closer’ mmmmm – the chords just take it into a land of  Gromit and cheese…I hope Brenda might read this blog and I can challenge her to a middle eight dual-whooooo who do I think I am..??

Brenda Russell,  Grammy winning songwriter royalty vs. me, a lowly unknown  impoverished vocal arranger. Well we is all entitled to our opinions and I think the middle eight of  ‘Get Here ‘ is baldy pants.

I feel the same about the Bee Gees’s middle eight of ‘Nights on Broadway’. Such an energy packing song  for dancing round the kitchen, massive screaming  backing vocal opportunities and then  splot!  we are invited to have a slow dance for eight bars, total change in feel..aargh…….and then  back to dancing on your own round the kitchen table…I usually sit down for 8 bars wailing how much ‘I  blinkin’ hate this bit’ ( bit of an opportunity to get my breath back though) then carry on dancing at the end. So, my quest is to find some more really stinking middle eights, which just slap the fine tunes that sandwich them  with the equivalent of a musical wet fish has begun..please join me in my quest…lets hang the barstools out to dry for all to see. love x x x

SONG OF THE DAY So we will start with Nights on Broadway…tell me you like the middle eight..tell me what I am missing..the rest of the song rocks- particularly the backing vocals after the middle eight.