It’s been another peach of a day
And all that I wanted to say
Was enjoy while it lasts
Cos tomorrow summer’s passed
It’s been another peach of a day
And all that I wanted to say
Was enjoy while it lasts
Cos tomorrow summer’s passed
And the cold nights are on their way.
I don’t like the dark and the cold
I don’t like the dark and the cold
Especially as I’m now getting old
I don’t like the dark and the cold
Especially as I’m now getting old
So I’m staying in the warm
I don’t like the dark and the cold
Especially as I’m now getting old
So I’m staying in warm
And I’ll come to no harm
don’t like the dark and the cold
Especially as I’m now getting old
So I’m staying in warm
And I’ll come to no harm
'Cos going out is for the bold!
The rain lashed and the wind blew
The rain lashed and the wind blew
It must be time for a steaming hot stew
The rain lashed and the wind blew
It must be time for a steaming hot stew
With large chunks of meat
The rain lashed and the wind blew
It must be time for a steaming hot stew
With big chunks of meat
And the fire at my feet
The rain lashed and the wind blew
It must be time for a steaming hot stew
With big chunks of meat
And the fire at my feet
And a mug of my favourite brew.
Then time for my nice cosy bed
Then time for my nice cosy bed
With a glass of wine, maybe red
Then time for my nice cosy bed
With a glass of wine, maybe red
Then a ten minute read
Then time for my nice cosy bed
With a glass of wine, maybe red
Then a ten minute read
On that were agreed
Then time for my nice cosy bed
with a glass of wine , maybe red
Then a ten minute read
On that we’re agreed
Then I might have a whisky instead
I woke with a start before dawn
I woke with a start before dawn
Then realised my nightie was torn
I woke with a start before dawn
Then realised my nightie was torn
What happened last night
I woke with a start before dawn
Then realised my nightie was torn
What happened last night
Did I have a fright
(Morning Paula :-))
I woke with a start before dawn
Then realised my nightie was torn
What happened last night
Did I have a fright
When I heard that blasted car’s horn
Afternoon Mups
Now it’s only fit for the bin
To late
Now it’s only fit for the bin
But to bin it would be a real sin