Amazingly we’ve reached week 20 of Hugh’s 51 Songs from the Past in 51 Weeks and this week’s theme is summer 🙂
There are so many wonderful versions of Gershwin’s ‘Summertime’, originally composed in 1934, but I absolutely love this powerful cover by Annie Lennox, she has such a spectacular voice whatever style she chooses to sing ❤
How many languages do you speak?
English, and a smattering of French – oh, and bad. I must admit I’m a bit of a natural when it comes to bad language…
What are you reading, watching, listening to, eating?
I’ve just finished reading ‘What She Lost’ by Susan Elliot Wright – a fictional story about the relationship between a particular mother and daughter that inevitably made me cry – and I’m also working through the non-fiction self-help book ‘Will I Ever Be Good Enough? Healing the Daughters of Narcissistic Mothers’ by Karyl McBride, PhD 🙂
We’re currently watching ‘Long Lost Family’ on TV as I write this post, and we’re about to eat some piping hot bread and butter pudding with vanilla ice-cream… Mmmmm… 🙂
What was the last photo you took with your phone?
Well apart from the pic of the books I took to illustrate the previous question, this is the view from half-way along the top deck of an everyday London double-decker bus – actually the 257 taking me from Leytonstone to Stratford yesterday afternoon, and I only took the pic because I was bored and I was wondering how my phone camera would manage the difference in exposure between the inside of the bus and the outside…
What is your favourite time of day?
Either first thing in the morning or last thing at night, when I’m tucked up safe and warm in my bed. I’m feeling a bit vulnerable just now, and it really shows in anwers like this…
For more answers for this week please see Share Your World: 15 May 2017 🙂
Mainly green, red and blue images for Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: All One Colour this week 🙂
Hugh has gone all disco for this week’s 51 Songs from the Past in 51 Weeks challenge, and I can’t possibly remember the disco years without thinking of Donna Summer… So here’s ‘I Feel Love’ from 1977 for my choice to bring to the party 🙂
P.S. This far in to the challenge I’m losing track of who’s already posted what song, so apologies if I’m repeating anything!
Guard of Honour…
With flourishing arch
Proud trees flanking dirt-worn track
Bow gracefully low…
TJ’s Household Haiku: Arch and Tree
TV News, when I was younger, was something you only ever received in tightly-scheduled one-hour fixed slots at lunchtime, tea-time, and bed-time. And the news was… well… the news, not some 24-hour lifestyle-magazine conveyor-belt consisting of a continuous series of soundbites, suppositions and pseudo-scoops interspersed with the odd snippet of actual, factual information.
In the old days it seems to me that headline items were chosen with care and filler items added or discarded as necessary; prurient points took precedence and everything else followed in descending order afterwards. Basically all the fancy fluff and guff we have to wade through to find the bare bones of the story these days was missing. News was a serious business, delivered in a serious manner – well, mostly.
I have many fond memories of the final item of the Ten O’Clock News every night – the lovely Trevor Macdonald with his ‘And finally…’ story right at the end, usually something light-hearted or amusing or just plain silly to report to lift our spirits from all the inevitable doom and gloom of global daily disaster that we had been informed of over the preceding fifty-something minutes.
But nowadays it feels like the opposite occurs – we have multiple so-called ‘news’ channels streaming non-stop light-hearted nothingness all day with any news of real worth being slotted in randomly around the rest. God, I’m such a grumpy old woman these days, I seem to be turning into a real dinosaur, truly out of place in the modern world! 🙂
Daily Prompt: Final
Sometimes life feels a bit like a maze, and at others it feels more like a minefield. And right now it feels like both at the same time… a bit like being in the maze from the Tri-Wizard Cup where untold threats lurk ominously around every shape-shifting corner, and nothing is quite what it seems…
So however tempting it may seem to rush headlong into the fray and simply thrash about until I can force my way through, instead of haring about hither and thither I’m going to take my cue from the slow and steady tortoise and plod onwards step by step, taking my time and picking the best way forward for me, in the hope that wherever life takes me, I’ll get there in the end one way or another, and that the journey does indeed matter as much as the destination…
Far too many mixed metaphors in this post, but that’s probably a clear sign of just how confused and muddled my brain is at the moment. Come to think of it, my mind can be a bit of a maze too! 🙂
Daily Prompt: Maze