Never leave a man, a credit card and a spare ten minutes in a shopping complex with a computer games shop.
He comes out with a Wii.
By the way, Him Behind the Wheel is leading at tennis.
Couldn’t resist the following from Time Goes By
HERMAN’S HERMITS: Mrs. Brown, You’ve Got a Lovely Walker
THE BEE GEES: How Can You Mend a Broken Hip
BOBBY DARIN: Splish, Splash, I Was Havin’ a Flash
RINGO STARR: I Get By With a Little Help From Depends
ROBERTA FLACK: The First Time Ever I Forgot Your Face
JOHNNY NASH: I Can’t See Clearly Now
PAUL SIMON: Fifty Ways to Lose Your Liver
MARVIN GAYE: I Heard It Through the Grape Nuts
PROCOL HARUM: A Whiter Shade of Hair
LEO SAYER: You Make Me Feel Like Napping
THE TEMPTATIONS: Papa’s Got a Kidney Stone
ABBA: Denture Queen
TONY ORANDO: Knock Three Times On The Ceiling If You Hear Me Fall
HELEN REDDY: I Am Woman, Hear Me Snore
WILLIE NELSON: On the Commode Again
LESLIE GORE: It’s My Procedure and I’ll Cry If I Want To
There is a distinct tinge of autumn in the air. The following Haiku gives me hope for the season I like the least.
Dep Autumn:
few leaves left on branches
freed to fill with stars.
James Luguri
There is half of a lead roof on the extension. It looks like a sculpture in its own right. There is also shower tray, WC and wash basin in the shower room. No water connected though.
Life is looking up!
I flame above the beauty of the fields; I shine in the waters; in the sun, the moon and the stars, I burn. And by means of the airy wind, I stir everything into quickness with a certain invisible life which sustains all.
The plumbers have promised to come today – two by two. They are to install the shower-room fittings and start work on the roof.
Pity that rain is forecast.
Misty is disappointed that I did not succumb to buying her a pink sweatshirt when I visited a pet supermarket at the weekend. She won’t stop going on about it. I have tried to explain that pink doesn’t go with her red collar, to which she replies, “Why should I only have one collar anyway?”
I can’t win!
OK – so I did not exactly make a wish, but the other week I watched a young cleric all involved in a country wedding. I am not sure exactly how I felt: whimsical perchance? Or maybe it was a sense of those days being behind me. Either way, I admit there was a slight sense of loss.
Funny how I am now booked to do two island weddings next month.
