My parents recently visited the town my granny used to live in, and were bringing back some goods from her house. A result of a little rhyme in a text from dad on the way home, this poem’s a little story about the family moving service we all end up part of at some stage.
This song is my husband’s party trick. I’m being serious. He knows every single word, and can recognise it from the first split second of the track starting. I don’t really know why that is, aside from having heard a lot of Billy Joel at some point in his life, but it is a factContinue reading “We didn’t start the fire”
This song is delightful, and a good picture of the versatility of LeAnn Rimes as a singer – I also love her take on Sixteen Tonnes, which we have danced a foxtrot to many times around the Enerchi dance studio in Claremont. Much love for that situation and all it has meant to me overContinue reading “A good hearted woman”
While this is a fabulous cheesy love song (and a fabulously cheesy rumba), I don’t want to write about love this evening. Instead, I want to reminisce about the time when Savage Garden was cool. And not ironically. When I was younger, we went around to my aunt and uncle’s house often; they lived nearby,Continue reading “I knew I loved you”
“I sit and wait. Does an angel, contemplate my fate?” This is a definite throwback banger from being a tween and yowling along. I actually rather enjoy Robbie Williams’ take on music, particularly his old-school vibe – the tattooed Sinatra-act. The Sunday Sads are slowly creeping over me as I sit in the lounge, withContinue reading “Angels”
My sister is one of the best humans I know. She is kind, generous and caring, and has dealt with some challenging situations over the years, including a community service year for her degree, living in a run-down, cockroach-infested block of flats. (Later, I took over a toaster from her kitchen… complete with a smallContinue reading “Perfect to Me”