Parisienne Walkways

I have a Dream! In my dream, I am back in Paris, walking (again) down the Champs–Élysées or the rue Saint-Honoré  or through the Jardin des Tuileries and I’ll hear THIS song. Played really loud by a REAL guitar player with a FULL orchestra. A bit like this……? P.S. I might get the vapours and […]

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Understanding Why No-one Can Work with ME!

D’uh. Plain as day, GB. I have yet to meet (apart from Dad. Also a loner!!)) a SINGLE person who can cope with his and my genetic (Highland) tendency to move from harsh/malicious/VICIOUS to hysterical laughter and profound, uncontrollable sillyness in a single heartbeat. Hey. I was born like this. SUE ME ! Both he […]

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Punch &Judy : Covent Garden

I’ve been to this bar a few times in the past but ONLY ONCE did I make it onto the balcony (with sharp elbows and a polite sorry or several) to watch the street performers in the square below. Oooooh. Where to go with this one, GB? Punch and Judy or Jugglers? Both of which […]

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Wind of Change

Pallas and Jupiter Rx. SHTF time. Scorpions/Scorpio No13 in Tarot. The card of DEATH. And rebirth, Card no14 is Temperance. Sagittarius. The card of HARMONY. And the Divine. If you are not with the energy (going with the flow) then you are………………?!

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Sweeney Todd

Sometimes. OK. Quite often. I truly despair of where my brain takes me. This morning it was to Sweeney Todd, the Demon Barber. A quick wiki search brought up the fact that this story was first published in the Penney Dreadfuls that I’d talked of recently. I had no idea about that fact!!!! I was […]

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Three Voices. Three Faces.

Of ALL the music that I love and cherish…there are THREE people who never fail to make me #stoplooklisten whenever I chance to hear or see them. KATE BUSH PETER GABRIEL and ………………….Sinéad  O’Connor P.S. I VERY STUPIDLY (but truthfully and innocently) mentioned Sinéad’s song Nothing Compares to You in a public comment on yt […]

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CHOICES!

I’m dithering in my choice of audiobook to listen to tonight in bed. Prankster or Witch ? Witch or Prankster? Mmmmmmmmmn.

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IF You Are Lucky…

…and work for people who understand what Poets Day means (?) then y’all finish work about 3pm on a Friday. That’ll be everyone home then, with the usual question. What’s For Tea? Go away. Leave me alone. I’m doing Spanish Tortilla as an amazing lady in Gibraltar taught me how to cook it. You’ll NOT […]

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Bollinger

I have a photo somewhere of a bottle of Bollinger resting in a bidet full of cold water and ice cubes. The staff at the Ritz in Paris got a little suspicious of me and her when we kept calling room service and asking for MORE ice! Well. When you buy bolly in a Tabac, […]

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Taking a Break from Research

Which – in my world – means reading something completely different. I’ve not picked up the biography of Malory (in the picture above) for years. But, for some strange reason, I felt like dipping into it today. Y’all know what Friday is, yes? POETS DAY Confession. I struggle with Le Morte d’Arthur almost as much […]

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They Call Me Midas

One of my fave Lovejoy episodes. Jim Leonard,Lovejoy’s old mentor,asks for his help in a plot to sting greedy Dutch art dealer Hans Koopman,who once cheated Jim’s wife’s Judy’s late father. At a weekend house party where Tinker poses as a lord and Eric as a gentleman farmer they persuade Koopman to buy a fake […]

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