yah yah and another blooody yah yah - about bloody time - do you want an encore or just a rebore? or maybe a plethora!
everyone chimpmonks three cheers for Pugsie boo;’ boo; boo!
that’s how you spell cheers innit?
now ya know what YOU"RE if for Jem! or have you done it yet ?? - nah nah stop looking behind ya!
…you been drinking koala wee again,gummy???
Good Morning Possums
I am thinking what to teach you all next.
I’ve Lost You
Lying by your side, I watch you sleeping
And in your face the sweetness of a child
Murmuring the dreams you won’t recapture
Though it will haunt the corners of your mind
Who can tell when summer turns to autumn
And who can point the moment love grows cold?
Softly happening the joy is over
Though why it’s gone neither of us knows
Oh, I’ve lost you, yes, I’ve lost you
I can’t reach you anymore
We ought to talk it over now
But reason can’t stand in for feeling
Six o’clock the baby will be crying
And you will stumble, sleepy, to the door
In the chill and sun grey of the morning
We play the parts that we have learned too well
Songwriters: Alan Blaikley / Ken Howard
Pugsy, trying o get my head round this one, any advice.
Used to doing the intro, but the vocal passages are a nightmare.
I have just returned from Portsmouth.
I took a couple of pics.
I will post them later.
How are you all, I’ve been busy catching up on a few jobs, had to have the heater on in the shed, I’m afraid the Summer is well and truly gone now.
So what’s new? Pug is posting youtube videos, Spitty has a new guitar, Gummy has gone very quiet, Sweetie is still her cheerful self, RJ I reckon is composing some of his poems, no better man than RJ for that.
I respect everyones right to have their own house rules, but I have my own visiting a house rule too.
I’ve been in a lot of houses, posh ones and poor ones and nobody ever asked me to remove my shoes and I wouldn’t dare ask them either if they visited me.
I was asked to do a job for an old boss of mine, a friend of his had him pestered to get it done, I completed it yesterday as a favour, he was good to me in the lean times.
So today I had to deliver the piece of jewellery to a woman’s house in Blackrock on the posh side of the city, the package was quite valuable, the reason I did not send it through the post. I rang the bell and when she answered dressed in a blue silk nightgown I introduced myself, then she asked me to remove my shoes in the hall and come into the “Library” I flatly refused and said if she did not take the package and examine the contents at the door she would have to call to my house where she could keep her shoes on and examine it in my living room, who knows she might even get a glass of sherry while there.
She put a “”who do you think you are” face on her then took the package inside while I waited, a few minutes later she came back with the cheque, I thanked her and left.
I got rid of all the carpets years ago, carpets are the biggest dust collectors in the entire house, not only dust but all sorts of dangerous bacteria, best not to have any carpets at all as far as I’m concerned, wooden flooring is far safer and easier to look after, as is good quality Lino.
If one wants the ultimate in house hygiene, best to ask your guests to remove all their clothes along with their shoes, clothes that have collected bacteria on the journey from their house to your house “Step up to the fire Molly and watch you don’t burn your bum”.
Come to think of it it could turn out a more interesting evening that way.
Jem, I bumped into the ultimate termagant tonight, we have crossed paths before, the exchange was unpleasant, to say the least, but she, will have to prevail in some form.
Oh Jem you told her. Sorry but I am sniggering to myself, as I picture this in my mind.
Spitty my boy has a new Fender Stratercaster an American one. Do you want a pic?
Spitty how is your eye?
There comes a time when someones history is irrelevant.
Sorry???
A pick would be more useful:lol:, the eye is ok looking outward, but worse looking inward.
Oh poor you.
I will take a pic tomorrow, just for you.
He also has a Gibson Acoustic amongst his collection.
Good Night Possums. X
Scribblers at the Seaside.
Yes Scribbles is very quiet Spitty.
There are reasons that both Gummy and Pugsy are not here.
I’m trying my best to keep this thread going.
Oh yes Spitty, I will take those pics I promised.
As long as they are as one with each other, and with the world.
oh dear ya makin me cry a lot now!
