*149* music Friday

Last night I went to the cinema… to watch the perfect Christmas movie… … so it goes without saying that today’s song must be…. …ah… the tinsel… the shoulder pads… the permed hair… the cheesy snowball fight… the giant sweaters…. They just don’t make them like that anymore! It was 1984 folks,… 35 years ago. […]

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*148* Christmas wreath

I don’t know why I do this to myself… but the moment the calendar gets busier, the to do lists longer… my brain tricks me into thinking that I can do MORE and I can MAKE things… Yeah right. I should be laying in the bath in the dark with only a candle and some […]

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*147* poetry Monday

I felt a Funeral in my Brain (280) – by Emily Dickinson I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,And Mourners to and froKept treading – treading – till it seemedThat Sense was breaking through – And when they all were seated,A Service, like a Drum –Kept beating – beating – till I thoughtMy mind was […]

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*145* poetry Monday

Let’s go with an old one today… Life by Charlotte Bronte LIFE, believe, is not a dreamSo dark as sages say;Oft a little morning rainForetells a pleasant day. Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,But these are transient all;If the shower will make the roses bloom,O why lament its fall ?  Rapidly, merrily,Life’s sunny hours flit by,Gratefully, […]

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*143* A medal for Leroy

by Michael Morpurgo. Famous writer. The boys have read quite a few of his books, and I’ve skimmed through a couple to find out what they were reading (anyone else doing that?)… he’s quite a prolific author, and I’ve also seen one of his plays, not the famous one ‘War horse’ but ‘the butterfly lion’ […]

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*142* Poetry Monday

I Have Been a Stranger in a Strange Land (Rita Dove) Life’s spell is so exquisite, everything conspires to break it.  Emily Dickinson It wasn’t bliss. What was bliss  but the ordinary life? She’d spend hours  in patter, moving through whole days  touching, sniffing, tasting . . . exquisite  housekeeping in a charmed world.  And yet there was always   more of […]

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