Oh!, I'm cheating... it's still Wednesday here. So I will just stand in the corner and sing to myself for the next seven hours C;P... Bob Marley's "Stir it up." C:)
Stir it up; little darlin, stir it up. come on, baby. Come on and stir it up: little darlin, stir it up. o-oh!
Its been a long, long time, yeah! (stir it, stir it, stir it together) Since I got you on my mind. (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) oh-oh! Now you are here (stir it, stir it, stir it together), I said, Its so clear Theres so much we could do, baby, (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Just me and you.
Come on and stir it up; ..., little darlin! Stir it up; come on, baby! Come on and stir it up, yeah! Little darlin, stir it up! o-oh!
Ill push the wood (stir it, stir it, stir it together), Then I blaze ya fire; Then Ill satisfy your hearts desire. (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Said, I stir it every (stir it, stir it, stir it together), Every minute: All you got to do, baby, (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Is keep it in, eh!
(stir it up) oh, little darlin, Stir it up; ..., baby! Come on and stir it up, oh-oh-oh! Little darlin, stir it up! wo-oh! mm, now, now.
Quench me when Im thirsty; Come on and cool me down, baby, when Im hot. (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Your recipe is, - darlin - is so tasty, When you show and stir your pot. (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
So: stir it up, oh! Little darlin, stir it up; wo, now! Come on and stir it up, oh-ah! Little darlin, stir it up! --- /guitar solo/ --- Oh, little darlin, stir it up. come on, babe! Come on and stir it up, wo-o-a! Little darlin, stir it up! stick with me, baby! Come on, come on and stir it up, oh-oh! Little darlin, stir it up.
Calling out around the world Are you ready for a brand new beat Summer's here and the time is right For dancing in the streets Dancing in Chicago Down in New Orleans In New York City
All we need is music, sweet music There'll be music everywhere They'll be swinging, swaying, records playing, Dancing in the street, oh
It doesn't matter what you wear, just as long as you are there So come on, every guy, grab a girl, everywhere, around the world They'll be dancing, dancing in the street
It's an invitation across the nation, a chance for folks to meet They'll be laughing and singing and music swinging Dancing in the street
Philadelphia, PA Baltimore in DC now Don't forget the motor city On the streets of Brazil Back in the USSR No matter where you are
All we need is music, sweet music There'll be music everywhere They'll be swinging, swaying, records playing Dancing in the street, oh
It doesn't matter what you wear Just as long as you are there So come on every guy, grab a girl, everywhere, around the world They'll be dancing, dancing in the streets
Way down in L.A., everyday Dancing in the streets Cross in China too Me and you Dancing in the street
Don't you know They'll be dancing Dancing in the street
gordie well, see, as I said at my party, one of the resaons I don't drink to excess, apart from the fact I don't like the taste of alcohol - and now I've discovered sun-tea there's no going back on that one - is cos I would never want to end up saying something I wouldn't have said if I was sober. . .
so I hope it's a case of in vino veritas
(anyhow, thouhght Mr B was your best mate!)
;-)
mel true. . .
but all good things have to come to an end (as my mother used to say)(but perhaps she was wrong?)(hey! that's a revelation to me. . . why didn't I think of that before?)
sheeesh that woman has a lot to answer for - my whole life has flashed before me, I didn't have to end the good things before they came to their own end?
these are just the circumstances of today - they are notyour destiny...with thanks tomel
while you're here, please feel free to feed my fish!
oh, what a day!
I can't describe it all went astray, so I decided to get away, some where nicer; just me and you - we'll go together, take in the view: why it looks much better, oh my god, it's true! it's brighter later. . . in my darkest nights I just remember lying by your side, oh my god, you're right! it's brighter later. . .
girls and boys come out to play, go on - you know you want to. . .
circle of clues camper
and proud of it. . .
what a to do. . .
festivities on a friday:
get the feeling!
a fruitful friday
. . .and for mel
(I'm growing vegetables!)
frets but no regrets
life is short - break the rules: forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh often, cry sometimes... but never regret anything that made you smile...
FOURletter WORD
SWAK BTDT KWIM AFGO
guiseppe ungaretti
when we become accustomed to a subject, we forget the knowledge which made us know its very secret: and it is at this stage of forgetfulness that it is reborn for us and becomes naive and poetic
if you could travel within you own life time and that of a loved one, as a casual observer, nothing more or less, on the unerstanding this would mean that you could not change the course of your life or theirs in anyway, would you wish to experience that?
how old are you?
THE RICHES OF A RAINBOW?
HEY! I have a glass. . .
YOU CALLED?
some sauce. . .
a true friend gave me this
I'd like to share it with you
like a clock whose hands are spinning
the love hearts never lie, but did they tell the truth?
when we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe JOHN MUIR
"hitched to everything else"
need to borrow this?
be my guest, but there's a queue
rock paper scissors?
can you keep a secret. . .
with love from france
there has been a request for "it all"
when push comes to shove, courtesy of Rascal Flatts
PASSION
DETERMINATION
COURAGE
GRACE
DESIRE
j is for jack-o-lantern
guess what the tide washed up?ME!!
*waves* ;-)
a bientot cheri(e)s
(no, I'm not calling you a cherry, it's French for sweet one)
ILTV is shortly to go on her hols. . . should she:
holes
HEPWORTH
the time has come. . .
. . .I am in need of a helping hand
love after love
The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other's welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life, whom you ignored for another, who knows you by heart. Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, the photographs, the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror. Sit. Feast on your life.
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? How I wish,how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, running over the same old ground. What have you found? The same old fears. Wish you were here.PINK FLOYD
one lost soul - wish you were here
feeling kinky?
Thank you for the days, those endless days, those sacred days you gave me. I’m thinking of the days - I won’t forget a single day, believe me. I bless the light, I bless the light that lights on you, believe me. And though you’re gone, you’re with me every single day, believe me. Days. I remember all my life. Days when you can’t see wrong from right. You took my life but then I knew that very soon you’d leave me. But it’s alright. Now I’m not frightened of this world believe me. I wish today could be tomorrow, the night is long it just brings sorrow, let it wait. And though you’re gone, you’re with me every single day - believe me.
Every single day. Believe me.
god only knows
I may not always love you, but long as there are stars above you, you never need to doubt it, I'll make you so sure about it, God only knows what I'd be without you; if you should ever leave me, though life would still go on believe me, the world could show nothing to me, so what good would living do me
ILTV wonders whether (or not) to 'av' a change of avatar
is it better or worse to be
tied up?
tied together?
tied down?
if u know who they r. . .
. . .why didn't you tell me!
thank you, mig
I'm knackered & in need of a break - where shall I go
busy busy busy
Koyaanisqatsi
this Thursday: you are cordially invited to a fancy dress party - rsvp!
language. . .
Picture yourselfin a boat on a river, withtangerine trees and marmalade skies. Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly, a girl with kaleidoscopeeyes. Cellophaneflowers of yellow andgreen, towering over yourhead. Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes, and she's gone. Followher down to a bridge by a fountain where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies, everyone smilesas you drift past the flowers, that grow soincredibly high. Newspapertaxis appear on the shore, waiting to take you away.Climb in the back with your head in the clouds,and you're gone. Picture yourself on a train in a station,with plasticineporters with looking glass ties, suddenly someone isthere at theturnstile,the girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
i like the view!
and I love typography
my best ever read
blind date
blind date - update: anything you want to know?
I'll Get a Tattoo of Initials
modern and expressive - I'm
proud of who I am & who ♥s me!
you have unpicked the stitches I so carefully placed around my heart
it's my blog but. . .
a life in only six words
she likes listening to the lyrics someone told her: ignore the words she never understood the whole story: eventually, unburdened, she will go forth
atonement and/or forgiveness? who knows: then, she finally forgave herself!*sigh*
paper scissors stone
(various interpretations. . .)
fancy a game. . .
Henry W Longfellow
The rocky ledge runs far into the sea, and on its outer point, some miles away, the lighthouse lifts its massive masonry, A pillar of fire by night, of cloud by day. Even at this distance I can see the tides, Upheaving, break unheard along its base, A speechless wrath, that rises and subsides in the white tip and tremour of the face. And as the evening darkens, lo! how bright, through the deep purple of the twilight air, Beams forth the sudden radiance of its light, with strange, unearhly splendour in the glare! No one alone: from each projecting cape And perilous reef along the ocean's verge, Starts into life a dim, gigantic shape, Holding its lantern o'er the restless surge... The sea-bird wheeling round it, with the din of wings and winds and solitary cries, Blinded and maddened by the light within, Dashes himself against the glare, and dies. A new Prometheus, chained upon the rock, Still grasping in his hand the fire of love, it does not hear the cry, nor heed the shock, but hails the mariner with words of love. "Sail on!" it says: "Sail on, ye stately ships! And with your floating bridge the ocean span; Be mine to guard this light from all eclipse. Be yours to bring man neared unto man."
having saved myself ££££s on the curtains, what should I now spend the money on:
To give your all to life says Will within you keeps yourself, more ever, still. So battle not the wrinkles, but live life, make war with Time, that tyrant, for in doing so shall thy life be fulfilled..
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum, Bring out the coffee, let the mourning begin.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning above, Scribbling on the sky the messageHe Was Love, Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one; Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood. For nothing now can ever come to any good.
with many apologies to WHA
fancy a new poll/quiz?
something random. . .
a true man* never frets about his place in the world, but just slides into it by the gravitation of his nature, and swings there as easily as a star; Edward Chapin
(*but what about a true woman?)
with thanks to mig :)
Start in the middle and spread out in all directions.
Like the sun.
The beginning is too long ago and the end is too far away.
Start now.
it's all right
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun, and I say it's all right. Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter. Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here. Here comes the sun, here comes the sun and I say it's all right. Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces. Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here. Here comes the sun, here comes the sun and I say it's all right. Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting. Little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear. Here comes the sun, here comes the sun, and I say it's all right. It's all right.
THE BEATLES
Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,Enwrought withgoldenand silver light, The blue and the dimand the dark cloths Of night and lightandthe half-light, I wouldspread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spreadmy dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
WB YEATS
the cat's mother
money, money, money
true minds
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments. Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds, or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken; it is the star to every wandering bark, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks within his bending sickle's compass come: love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, but bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
happy or positive = everything
Hope isthe thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, and never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That couldabash the little bird That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chilliest land And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked acrumb of me.
how I'm getting by. . .
what would YOU do?
What would do think if I sang out of tune, Would you stand up and walk out on me. Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song, And I'll try not to sing out of key.
I get by with a little help from my friends, I get high with a little help from my friends, I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends.
What do I do when my love is away? (Does it worry you to be alone?) How do I feel by the end of the day? (Are you sad because you're on your own?)
No, I get by with a little help from my friends, Mmm, I get high with a little help from my friends, Mmm, I'm gonna to try with a little help from my friends
Do you need anybody? I need somebody to love. Could it be anybody? I want somebody to love.
Would you believe in a love at first sight? Yes I'm certain that it happens all the time. What do you see when you turn out the light? I can't tell you, but I know it's mine.
Oh... I get by with a little help from my friends, I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends I get high with a little help from my friends Yes, I get by with a little help from my friends, with a little help from my friends...
if I can't get on line, whilst I'm on my hols: what's the theme tune gonna be?
and if you believe this. . .
. . .you'll believe anything!
on Valentine's Day, kisses win over being someone's ex. . .
X?
There's no time for us There's no place for us What is this thing that builds our dreams yet slips away From us Who wants to live forever? Who wants to live forever? There's no chance for us It's all decided for us This world has only one sweet moment set aside for us Who wants to live forever? Who wants to live forever? Who dares to love forever? When love must die But touch my tears with your lips Touch my world with your fingertips And we can have forever And we can love forever Forever is our today Who wants to live forever? Who wants to live forever? Forever is our today Who waits forever anyway?
words and music by Brian May
chocolate box
Got a black magic woman I got a black magic woman Yes, I got a black magic woman Got me so blind I can't see But she's a black magic woman And she's tryin' to make a devil out of me Don't turn your back on me baby Don't turn your back on me baby No, don't turn your back on me baby You're messin around with your tricks Don't turn your back on me baby 'Cause you might just break up my magic stick You got your spell on me baby You got your spell on me baby Yes, you got your spell on me baby You're turning my heart into stone I need you so bad Magic woman
I can't leave you alone Yes, I need you so bad Well, I need you darling Yeah, I need you darling Yes, I want you to love me I want you to love me I want you to love me Yes, I need your love Oh, I need your love so bad I want you love me
as sung by SANTANA
ramdom rabble?
needles?
Three little birds, Sat on my window. And they told me I don't need to worry. Summer came like cinnamon So sweet, little girls Double-dutch on the concrete. Maybe sometimes, We've got it wrong, But it's alright The more things seem to change, The more they stay the same Oh, don't you hesitate.
Girl, put your records on, Tell me your favourite song You go ahead, Let your hair down Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams, Just go ahead, Let your hair down. You're gonna find yourself Somewhere, somehow.
Blue as the sky, Sunburnt and lonely, Sipping tea in the bar By the roadside, (just relax, just relax) Don't you let those other boys Fool you, Got to love that afro hair do. Maybe sometimes, We feel afraid, but it's alright The more you stay the same, The more they seem to change. Don't you think it's strange?
'Twas more than I could take, Pity for pity's sake Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger When you gonna realise, That you don't even have to Try any longer? Do what you want to.
Girl, put your records on, Tell me your favourite song You go ahead, let your hair down Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams, Just go ahead, let your hair down.
Oh, you're gonna find yourself Somewhere, somehow
Corinne Bailey Rae
life is short
break the rules: forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh often, crysometimes... ...but never regret anything that made you smile...
life is short: your rules?
which you rather find. . .
I don't like
Throw your heart over the fence and the rest will follow Norman Vincent Peale (1898 - 1993)
over the fence
at some stage I will endeavour to make this slightly moreinteresting; please bear with me in the interim period. . .
22 comments:
Oh!, I'm cheating... it's still Wednesday here. So I will just stand in the corner and sing to myself for the next seven hours C;P... Bob Marley's "Stir it up." C:)
Stir it up; little darlin, stir it up. come on, baby.
Come on and stir it up: little darlin, stir it up. o-oh!
Its been a long, long time, yeah!
(stir it, stir it, stir it together)
Since I got you on my mind. (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) oh-oh!
Now you are here (stir it, stir it, stir it together), I said,
Its so clear
Theres so much we could do, baby, (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Just me and you.
Come on and stir it up; ..., little darlin!
Stir it up; come on, baby!
Come on and stir it up, yeah!
Little darlin, stir it up! o-oh!
Ill push the wood (stir it, stir it, stir it together),
Then I blaze ya fire;
Then Ill satisfy your hearts desire. (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Said, I stir it every (stir it, stir it, stir it together),
Every minute:
All you got to do, baby, (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Is keep it in, eh!
(stir it up) oh, little darlin,
Stir it up; ..., baby!
Come on and stir it up, oh-oh-oh!
Little darlin, stir it up! wo-oh! mm, now, now.
Quench me when Im thirsty;
Come on and cool me down, baby, when Im hot. (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Your recipe is, - darlin - is so tasty,
When you show and stir your pot. (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
So: stir it up, oh!
Little darlin, stir it up; wo, now!
Come on and stir it up, oh-ah!
Little darlin, stir it up!
---
/guitar solo/
---
Oh, little darlin, stir it up. come on, babe!
Come on and stir it up, wo-o-a!
Little darlin, stir it up! stick with me, baby!
Come on, come on and stir it up, oh-oh!
Little darlin, stir it up.
do you have to actually be able to carry a tune???
I clicked.....I ADMIT IT!
And then I exited REALLY quick!
I SWEAR!!!
HONEST!
Shake it up baby....twist and shout.....
C'mon c'mon c'mon baby now....
Work it on out.
*humming happily*
<---really did a quick exit
<---am already in the naughty corner.... What more can ya do to me? LOL
Lalala laaaaa!
ahem, *clears throat*
Calling out around the world
Are you ready for a brand new beat
Summer's here and the time is right
For dancing in the streets
Dancing in Chicago
Down in New Orleans
In New York City
All we need is music, sweet music
There'll be music everywhere
They'll be swinging, swaying, records playing,
Dancing in the street, oh
It doesn't matter what you wear, just as long as you are there
So come on, every guy, grab a girl, everywhere, around the world
They'll be dancing, dancing in the street
It's an invitation across the nation, a chance for folks to meet
They'll be laughing and singing and music swinging
Dancing in the street
Philadelphia, PA
Baltimore in DC now
Don't forget the motor city
On the streets of Brazil
Back in the USSR
No matter where you are
All we need is music, sweet music
There'll be music everywhere
They'll be swinging, swaying, records playing
Dancing in the street, oh
It doesn't matter what you wear
Just as long as you are there
So come on every guy, grab a girl, everywhere, around the world
They'll be dancing, dancing in the streets
Way down in L.A., everyday
Dancing in the streets
Cross in China too
Me and you
Dancing in the street
Don't you know
They'll be dancing
Dancing in the street
I thank you.
horse you're singing in the wrong place, darlin': CLICK ON THE LINK
*sigh*
(young people today)
I love you really
XXX
mel GET BACK THERE!!! I'm lonely!!! (sorry to shout, but I didn't know if you could hear me!?)
katherine is that "me you" or "you you", cos I can and you don't have to!
*tapping watch*
Dear me.....look at your time.....LOL
You'll be too 'knackered' to party!
*snickering*
NEVER!!!!
Wellllll......
...if you insist......
:-D
ACK!!!
Snuck in.....and quick like a bunny.....snuck out. LOL
*waving from the doorway*
You'd encourage an incorrigible to break rules and CHEAT?
*gasp!*
Say it ain't so.....LOL
I don't? cool. because I can not.
But I am a most appreciative listener...
(I glanced in for a moment...wow)
Can we do a really looooong conga as the night winds up? Aye-aye, conga.
<---happily hummin' the birthday song and wigglin' the ducky butt
:-)
It's THURSDAY!!!!!!
Herzlichen Glückwunsch zum Geburtstag!
*heartfelt birthday smooch on yer cheek*
Wow!
Going home to change and I'll be there as soon as I can.
we're still doing the conga!
Sorry I'm late! I brought a nice malt! :) xxxxxxx
hey saffron, that's fab - but you need to get yourself up onto the roof terrace darlin'!
:-)
Wooooohooooooo!!!!!
:-)
You know me!
If some is good---MORE is better!
and what happens after MORE!?!?!?!?
:-D
LOTS more?
Oh, c'mon.....LOL....you coulda answered that one! ;-)
I'm really drunk now. you're my besht mate you are... Happy St. Boris' Day
gordie well, see, as I said at my party, one of the resaons I don't drink to excess, apart from the fact I don't like the taste of alcohol - and now I've discovered sun-tea there's no going back on that one - is cos I would never want to end up saying something I wouldn't have said if I was sober. . .
so I hope it's a case of in vino veritas
(anyhow, thouhght Mr B was your best mate!)
;-)
mel true. . .
but all good things have to come to an end (as my mother used to say)(but perhaps she was wrong?)(hey! that's a revelation to me. . . why didn't I think of that before?)
sheeesh that woman has a lot to answer for - my whole life has flashed before me, I didn't have to end the good things before they came to their own end?
%-/
*sigh*
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