Elvis was on the radio this morning, Welcome to My World. I like that but my favourite is I Can't Help Falling in Love With You, my soppy OH used to sing it to me when we were 18 and had just started going out together
I don't think anyone has mentioned Elvis yet.....how can we have missed the King???
Love that song Tracey, (can't help falling in love) think I mentioned Elvis earlier but not a particular song.....unless I just said it in my head lol............does that make me crazy???.......
Also...Always on my mind and Suspious minds .... love them
I am very boring, I just wander round with Radio 4 on a portable radio and I have a permanent radio tuned to the same in the GH. I love to have Gardeners' Question Time on when I am working up there but often am so distracted I forget what they've said so listen again on Sunday afternoon!
When I am an old woman I shall wear purple With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me. And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter. I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells And run my stick along the public railings And make up for the sobriety of my youth. I shall go out in my slippers in the rain And pick flowers in other people's gardens And learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat And eat three pounds of sausages at a go Or only bread and pickle for a week And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry And pay our rent and not swear in the street And set a good example for the children. We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practice a little now? So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.
Jenny Joseph
My delightfully batty Aunty B has modelled herself on this poem - I model myself on Aunty B
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
Fab poem Dove, I've never seen that before but I am going to aspire to be that lady wearing purple (with the exception of the last 2 lines of the first verse, I could never do that!) and as the last verse says I may start to wear purple now. I am also going to send it to my best friend who had a lovely purple dress on last Saturday night when we went out
Actually I've just re-read it and I do go out in the rain with my slippers on now...there is no hope for me!!!
Dove, thank you soooo much. I love that poem, and bought the brandy this week to deal with a horrid cold and it has worked!
I don't think I could manage all those sausages, but I am working on being dreadful. I am the scourge of large corporations; a friend swears that when I phone Anglian Water they all hide in cupboards and she thinks that BT have a special person designated to deal with my complaints
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Elvis is in the garden!!!
We have this - https://www.palmcentre.co.uk/.Dryopteris-affinis-Cristata-The-King-_DTK.htm under one of the ash trees - he is referred to as Elvis
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
Love that song Tracey, (can't help falling in love) think I mentioned Elvis earlier but not a particular song.....unless I just said it in my head lol............does that make me crazy???.......
Also...Always on my mind and Suspious minds .... love them
Beautiful song Dove, I've never heard it before and I didn't know you were an artist, such an amazing talent to have
Love the palm.
You probably did Lily but I forgot and did we establish a while ago that we are all a bit crazy but it's 'normal'
Sorrow by Bowie. Nothing wrong, just got to go to SM.
Love the fern Dove.
Artjak, I shall wear purple.
I am very boring, I just wander round with Radio 4 on a portable radio and I have a permanent radio tuned to the same in the GH. I love to have Gardeners' Question Time on when I am working up there but often am so distracted I forget what they've said so listen again on Sunday afternoon!
KEF
I love that poem; do you know who wrote it?
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When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick flowers in other people's gardens
And learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.
Jenny Joseph
My delightfully batty Aunty B has modelled herself on this poem - I model myself on Aunty B
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
Fab poem Dove, I've never seen that before but I am going to aspire to be that lady wearing purple (with the exception of the last 2 lines of the first verse, I could never do that!) and as the last verse says I may start to wear purple now. I am also going to send it to my best friend who had a lovely purple dress on last Saturday night when we went out
Actually I've just re-read it and I do go out in the rain with my slippers on now...there is no hope for me!!!
Dove, thank you soooo much. I love that poem, and bought the brandy this week to deal with a horrid cold and it has worked!
I don't think I could manage all those sausages, but I am working on being dreadful. I am the scourge of large corporations; a friend swears that when I phone Anglian Water they all hide in cupboards and she thinks that BT have a special person designated to deal with my complaints
Great poem Dove, but agree with Tracey, no spitting, one of my pet hates. And could I wear navy please, not a lover of purple, lol