After a Mothers Day weekend bonanza of fun, it's all back to normal here. Good job really. Although I haven't been a party animal since 1992, even then I was prone to the occasional falling asleep on a speaker. This was back in the day, when nightclubs shut the bar at 2 am. When there were slow dances (slowies) at the end of the night and the towel went on the bar, meaning no more drinks. Which was a good thing, there was only so many snakebites you could drink. I was never fancy.
I decided to do a tour of song covers on Sunday,
Let's rock down to......
(I'm appallingly easily pleased)
I got bored after half an hour though
This isn't a song cover
There's a Super Lambanana in there
I saw the Eldest off to visit a friend
Lime Street Station
What's that you are reading there?
Why it's Vix, in a magazine spread!
One of my Mothers Day presents, awwww
My photographer complaining bitterly,
ok, he may have kindly took photo's of me wrapped up warmly and prancing round the garden for hours, demanding more,
don't kill my groove, man
Dave says 'and don't kill your man'
but you are wearing lounge pants for goodness sake!!!
Crumbly Baby Outside,
chillin' with the bunnies,
and slightly terrified of Chocolate (left bunny)
Our gardens lush
(it's not, I'm being vile - I'm desperate for colour!!.......and a good tidy)
If you have 'Electric Avenue' - Eddy Grant appreciation
or an earworm
I give you an alternative
Blondie - Heart of Glass
Oh Debbie, so perfect!
Stay Cool Awesome People
see you soon!
I'm getting a glass of wine and I'll be round in a bit
Sharing with Sacramento - share in style; Yellow