Interesting question in one of the papers today; if harps are heavenly instruments what could possibly be the most devilish instrument in hell?
No question in my mind. A violin in the sweaty, ignorant grasp of a beginner. I mean, after about twenty minutes of “practice” the arrhythmic sawing gnaws into your brain with it’s sharp orange teeth far more effectively than my nightmare moth larva. Continue reading “Instrument of the devil?”
Fog, frost and no sunshine this morning. The de-frost came quickly, covering the cherry tree in sparkles of light. Even on a dull day, if you look hard you’ll find something beautiful.
Just a thought, but I wondered if we could have a few more categories? Nature and photography spring to mind, but maybe others have a few more ideas?
If Janus were here tonight and commenting on this post, he might well lose no time in reminding you that circumstantial evidence exists which might tend to suggest that I am probably not one of the hastiest people in the world. Usually, however, I do get round to doing something about things eventually.
I have been checking in every so often today to see if anybody was going to wish said Viking a happy birthday so that I could concur. Doesn’t seem to be going to happen, so I would just like to send my best wishes to him for the day that’s in it, coupled with the statement that even I am getting almost impatient to see him back on the Chariot, posting away in his unique style. Continue reading “A Toast to a Temporarily Absent Friend”
Dreams are today’s answers to tomorrow’s questions.
Edgar Cayce
Goodnight everyone, sleep well.
Stealers Wheel
Can A Blonde Enter Heaven?
A rather tenuous Aussie link, but the best I could do at this time of night..
A Blonde was sent on her way to Heaven. Continue reading “For the night shift 3”
I asked my love to give me shelter
And all she offered me were dreams
Of all the moments spent together
That move like never ending streams
(Yes- Run through the Light) Lyric by Trevor Horn.
On the cusp of adulthood being young and in love is a wonderful feeling. I took my love one autumn evening for a walk in the local golf course. We had been courting awhile and our relationship was at the heavy petting level. Winshing is what the old ones would call it. We were fourteen year old and in love. Continue reading “A post-Valentine post”
For the second time a local girl – though not what would be described as “francaise de souche” – tried the gold ring con on me this afternoon. Has anyone else come across this?
You are walking along when you hear a sudden exclamation just behind you and a girl asks if you have dropped this shiny goldie ring. When you tell her you haven’t, she explains that she has just found it on the street and since her religion prevents her wearing such jewellery if she is not married, it is fate that intends the ring for you. At this point you are supposed to grab it eagerly and press some folding money into her hand.
The first time this happened to me was quite close to a local charity shop – the Secours Populaire which seems to specialise in helping distressed Muslims – so I told her to trot along there with it. This she was unwilling to do, and I left her looking round for another possible victim.
Today the ring was even bigger and shinier. The girl probably didn’t understand the Scottish words I used, (well it was raining and I was carrying a large package) but she caught the tone, and sprinted on to try it on my husband who was ahead of me and even more heavily laden. He listened very politely and then asked me when I caught up with him, what it was all about. So I explained, by which time the girl had disappeared.
I think if this happens again I shall suggest she use it as a nose-ring, like piggies have.
On the 15th of February 1971 Britain went ‘decimal’. Centuries of tradition were wiped out and pounds, shillings and pence were replaced by pounds and pence, where one new penny was the equivalent of 2.4 old pennies.
Needless to say, I thought it was a shame and I didn’t think it was an improvement. For me, it was one of the first examples of a ‘dumbing down’ process, a very costly exercise with no provable benefit and caused inflation as many shops simply converted 3s 0d into 30p instead of 15p.
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