This one is for Sarge, who said last week that he loves me more than penguins. Which means a lot. It also means, I win! I also happen to think the title of the song is perfect for us. And I have a bloody good excuse for not posting yesterday. Really. Words to follow……
I’ve decided that the only way to get a more random selection of songs than my version of this list is to ask me what song is playing in my head at any given time. Don’t worry, I won’t make a series out of that trunk of tenuous connections. I associate this beautiful song with a very ugly, but appropriate to the song time in my life. To this day when I find it on, I must skip it, turn…
My quietude may be attributed to: A. Getting old(er). 2. Going gallivanting, and being out of range. iii. Getting a job. I now work to make the world a more accessible place. Yes, really. Or a mixture of all three. Yes, I know 30 is not old. I like being 30, it suits me. Although, I did recently have to write ‘I’m 30’ for the first time. I’d never seen it before. I wrote it, and I said: ‘Holy shit,…
