'Ta-Ra-Ra-Boom-De-Ay'

I remember little of my childhood, 

Sometimes I wonder if that is normal 

But lying in bed this morning, a song got stuck 

A mind worm from god knows where

My grandmother pulling up her simple blue dress, kicking her legs in the garden as she sang her own version 

“ Ta-Ra-Ra-Boom-De-Ay

Ta-Ra-Ra-Boom-de-ay!

My knickers flew away 

They came back yesterday”

And I remember crying with laughter

The Class of 25

We are meeting up for drinks in a couple of weeks so I mooched off early as I hate goodbyes

It’s almost four years to the day since I planted my laburnum in the Churchyard

I remembered this on the way home

She’s a strapping young tree now, full of blossom 

“ Happiness is when old men plant trees the shade of which they will never sit”

 

John Garrison - Never Far From Me

One of the simplest and most lovely of songs

In the library today, last day of college tomorrow.

It doesn’t feel quite real, three years of study almost 

The Welsh are asleep in the kitchen chair and Bun is skipping in the garden quite alone.

Like old William before her, she’s chasing honey bees, amid the yellow Welsh poppies and the purple alliums

Like a loon

Suddenly there comes the distant rumble of thunder from across the valley

And she races for home

Et maintenant -and letting the village down a little

I missed the VE celebrations in the village Hall today

I’ve missed a lot of village bits and bobs recently and I’m sorry for that

ill health and college deadlines are to blame 

I’ve put a link of Bridget’s video of the afternoon below

It’s looked lovely 

Well done to all involved

Click on the link

Trelawnyd VE celebrations

Tomorrow I am typing up my essay that was written today , I’m doing that in the college’s satellite library. in Rhyl. My last day in college is Tuesday and I’ve bought my favourite  tutor a gift of a dinosaur mug and a bag  of proper coffee . 

Now Tuesdays will mark my return to choir 

The lisping choir made me smile today 

Vacarious Pleasure

 Today it’s back to normal 

Sat at the kitchen table 

Planning and writing my last counselling essay…

My trip to London with my sister Janet is now in its fifth year 

We have seen two Royal Ballets, three musicals and have eaten well all over London 

A tradition which needs continuing

Janet  loves London and so do I 

I also love the fact she gains so much pleasure from the effort of going.

On Friday night, I suggested we walked from Covent Garden up the Strand towards Piccadilly. 

On the way we entered Trafalger Square

She had never been 

And her joy was palpable ,

At Piccadilly she photographed the diving sculptures from a nearby building I had never noticed 

Ok we had a fraught moment in the Opera House where she couldn’t switch off her mobile phone

But the incident made us chuckle long and hard on the way home , on the train journey from hell.

And her photo of Eros at dusk was sublime 

There is a VE celebration tea in the Hall this afternoon, I saw the bunting around chapel street this morning 

On the way home

The Piazza Restaurant at the Royal Opera Housewas lovely, the Maître d charming and she soon found out we were twins sort of celebrating our birthday. (Hence the chocolate message )

The ballet was lovely not as charming as Don Quixote, but robust and dramatic with more death scenes you could shake a cod piece at

 

Amanda Holden’s Breasts

 

Titanique is bonkers

Bonkers, bonkers, bonkers

The musical journey of Jack and Rose as seen through the eyes of gay diva Celene Dion ( Lauren Drew) has to be seen to be believed. 

With just 8 performers., all with voices to die for, the songs of Mz Dion as well as favourites like All on my Own and I drove all night, are belted out inbetween dirty injokes, , slapstick and Dion’s accent which sounded more Colombian than French Canadian .

We even had the grinning Layton Williams bursting onto the stage as the Bitch Iceberg dressed as Tina Turner

God it was funny, and everything was made more camp when Amanda Holden appeared above Janet’s head to take her seat, dressed in a low cut leopard print jump suit.and Mick Jaggers lips

London

My sister and I are on our way to London 

It’s my Christmas gift to her

A ticket to see Romeo & Juliet at the Royal Opera House and lunch before hand in the Piazza Restaurant 

I love giving gifts like this

It always means I’m going too !!!! Lol The train is usually relaxing and we are not going to get knackered running around so im not going to stress the arm in any way, which is prudent

we are on the train,  booked into our favourite Z hotel in the centre of Covent Garden

Tonight we are off to see the camp-as-Christmas musical Titanique tomorrow is the ballet matinee of Romeo and Juliet

Janet and I get on in aneasy way

That’s the strength of twins 

We just are