Liked this a lot. Enjoy!
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Dear Dave I woke up today with Philip Glass' Metamorphosis in my head. It's apt really as it was part of the music chosen for your...
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Dear Dave I woke up today with Philip Glass' Metamorphosis in my head. It's apt really as it was part of the music chosen for your...
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*runs around getting the Palais ready* Welcome my dears. As you can see, Boy and I have decorated the Palais into festive mode. There is a g...
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Today, this blog is a year old. In the next two weeks I will be coming to the end of this particular journey. I'm still not sure how I f...
That is lovely, and amazingly astute. Hate it when you cant remember someebody's name or how to spell a word properly.
ReplyDeleteWow, loved that!
ReplyDeleteLike you well know, continuing to learn stuff later in life, you sometimes feel like every time you add something to your mind, something else falls off the end.
Which explains my constant "Umming" and "Erring" to people every second sentence anyway.
that's great and spot on...
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean Ing - I can remember bizarre & random rubbish but the stuff I could do to remember is often AWOL
Glad you liked it. I hadn't heard of his work before, but thought he really hit the nail on the head.
ReplyDeleteHe also has another poem on YouTube called The Dead, but I thought it might be too grim to post. I'd definitely recommend keeping an eye out for it.
I liked that a lot!
ReplyDeleteI too wonder where i squeeze all the info. I seem to retain all the random, nonsensical stuff and the important bits often fall off the end ;~)
If it's any consolation, I too have the mind like the sieve: all the good stuff gets drained off, leaving the rubbish staring damply back at me.
ReplyDeleteI've just got around to listening to this - it was beautiful. I'll definitely have a look for his other things.
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