Still expecting a good snowfall but nothing significant yet. I told the ladyfriend that when we get our dream cottage it will have to be somewhere which is exposed to real weather. She said "snow and flooding?" I replied "Good heavens no flooding - I'd lose all my horse brasses!"
24 February, 2005
On the way to work this morning a rather portly lady was bumbling along the path with a sense of urgency about her. She had her head down and I thought to myself, were this a film or television drama we would be hearing a rather loud soundtrack, something involving brass, percussion and the odd bass drum. I then saw a tall girl crossing the road with a frown, a kind of willo the wisp. She would require something more flim flam, perhaps Eric Satie's Gymnopedie. It got me into thinking what soundtrack I would like. I've plumped for the theme tune to A summer Place. It think it would suit me down to the ground.
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