Nah I hug him. That is the best way.
well it’s not workin right now??
No and it is hug a Pug day too.
well tell him to hurry cos downudder it’s “kick an arse” day today!
Nope???
What Kind of Fool?
There was a time when we were down and out
There was a place when we were starting over
We let the bough break
We let the heartache in
Who’s sorry now
There was a world when we were standing still
And for a moment we were separated
And then you found him
You let the stranger in
Who’s sorry now
Who’s sorry now
What, what kind of fool (what kind of fool)
Tears it apart (tears it apart)
Leaving me pain and sorrow
Losing you now
Wonderin’ why
Where will I be tomorrow
There was a time when we were down and out
There was a place when we were starting over
We let the bough break
We let the heartache in
Who’s sorry now
Who’s sorry now
What, what kind of fool (what kind of fool)
Tears it apart (tears it apart)
Leaving me pain and sorrow
Losing you now
Wondering why
Where will I be tomorrow
Was there a moment when I cut you down
Played around
What have I done
I only apologize
For being as they say, the last to know
It has to show
When someone is in your eyes
What kind of fool (what kind of fool)
Tears it apart
Leaving me pain and sorrow
What kind of fool
How can I win
Where will I be tomorrow
What, what
What, what, yeah
Don’t leave me baby
Where will I go
Where will you be, what have I done?
Oh where will I be so, tell me why
Why why
What kind of fool
Songwriters: Albhy Galuten / Barry Gibb
For Gummy and Sweetie.
I never heard that one before Sweetie, I thought that was going to be “What kind of fool am I who never fell in love” then there was Norman Wisdom’s “Don’t laugh at me cos I’m a fool” and “Fools rush in” and “The fool on the hill” not forgetting the peasant druggie song “High on a pill is a lonely Goatherd, yol a lo di di”
Sorry, I’m getting carried away now.
This xxxx
That was lovely, a great duet, it went down nicely with my glass of port, thank you indeed.
I had a busy day clipping the very long hedge, as I said before in June when it last needed doing, you just can’t get anyone to do odd jobs around here anymore, everyone’s too busy, a good thing really but it means I have to do the bloody thing meself, I don’t mind the work part of it, it’s just that when I have to do the outside part every Tom Dick and Harry keep stopping you to talk, the women are the biggest offenders at this and it means what should take you an hour to do takes three hours to do, and it’s all just gossip and backbiting other neighbours that I don’t want to hear anyway.
So I’m taking it easy now relaxing in the armchair.
Marvelous Spitty how such a big plane can be flown so skillfully and smoothly. like a flying Gazelle.
What was it about tradesmen in the 50’s/60’s that made them all appear to be so randy? Window cleaners were labelled peeping toms, milkmen were supposed to be having affairs with several female customers at the one time, even rent men were said to take the rent ‘in kind’ when it was not forthcoming in cash, and 80% of jokes at that time were based on randy tradesmen, they seemed to have all the luck were women were concerned.
And there was me sitting in a workshop at a bench all me life missing out on all the action.
Actually I wanted to be a bread man.
Oh how much I missed out in life
By marrying young and taking a wife
While Mickey the milkman, who lived next door
Had all the housewives screaming for more.
Then Jake O’Neill had his own vegetable round
Where some ladies got a lot more for their pound
And a plumber I knew with a romantic manner
Was only too keen to use his big spanner.
But there was me tied to a bench
No chance of snaring a frisky young wench
Alas now it’s too late and the tide is going out
If she ever sees this she’ll give me a clout.
(disclaimer)
And rightly so, sorry Phyllis my dear, I was only scribbling the usual rubbish.
Classic, as usual, but???
good night all
Good Night Young Robert.
I will do a story tomorrow. X
That deserves a preservation order, should it be modified.
Spitty you have got so good with YouTube.
I’m impressed. X
I can do lots, when I can be arsed, and when I can’t be, I delegate.