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Oliver's Army. They said they didn't know that one and started singing ABBA's Dancing Queen instead. I rolled my eyes in disgust and went off to ...
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Never Ending Song Titles - Part 8
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A Little Good News ~ Anne Murray (good to see you back Muggles 🥰 When I was little, a friend wanted me to sing this song with her. I thought it was just a jumble of nonsense words, it wasn't until much later I deciphered it 😂) -
Never Ending Song Titles - Part 8
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Let the Rain Come Down ~ Toni Childs -
undivided attention. I hoped she wasn't going to become a problem. I could do without Rosie doing her green-eyed monster impersonation all over again. But at this point, I needn't have worried. Rosie and new recruit Felicia were busy putting ...
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Never Ending Song Titles - Part 8
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Who'll Stop The Rain? - Creedence Clearwater Revival -
the lengths some people will go to get a bacon sarnie. Some heartless person even observed, 'Let them eat cake! Pensioners were dropping like flies! It was at least two hours since their last cuppa. That was what the problem was. I could have told them!' It was pointless to argue with Bunty, she had one of those overbearing personalities. But for all that, you couldn't help ...
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Never Ending Song Titles - Part 8
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Don't Stop The Dance ~ Bryan Ferry -
tamaryokucha and cherry blossoms? Full of antioxidants and Vitamins A, C and E and other health benefits.' 'I'm more of a builder's brew, myself, but each to their own,' Barnaby grinned. 'I'll try one of your cherry blothum and tamakucthery onth, Johnny,' said Petunia, fluttering her eyelashes at me, 'Thounds heavenly!' 'Load of nonsense!' declared Bunty, 'Good old strong black tea is all a body needs! Stand a spoon in it. Britain was built on it, gives a fellow a backbone, don't you know. Builds character. Can't be doing with all this namby pamby ...
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Never Ending Song Titles - Part 8
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Heart Of Gold ~ Neil Young -
many literary pontifications one mere mortal can take.' Now here was a chap after my own heart. I thrust out my hand (which had almost recovered from Siegfreid's punishment ) and introduced myself as new employee, thoroughly sympathetic with his views and a fellow brew addict. 'Delighted to have a kindred spirit along,' he grinned. 'Biccie anyone?' I nodded, 'What exactly,' ...
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Never Ending Song Titles - Part 8
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Anyone Who Had a Heart ~ Dionne Warwick -
flyers advertising a literary event to be held at The Cozy Book Nook and featuring Professor Pompillius Omicron, who was going to give a lecture titled Psychoanalytic Criticism of Post-structural Literary Contexts. 'Could you hand theth out to patherth by and pathe them on wallth pleath?' 'Do you think there'll be much ...
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Your Book Activity 2025
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Gone To Earth by Mary Webb -
to comprehend the depths the cheezal man will sink to! 'Must wush away, other wegulars to dwop in on. Toodle pip.' He fluttered a manicured hand and exited in a wave of nauseous after-shave. 'Where did you find Siegfried?' I asked, at a complete loss to see the attraction. 'I meth him at elocushun lethonth. You probably haven't notithed but we have slight lispths. I have trouble with etheth and he has trouble with rths.' 'Never noticed a thing, old bean!' bellowed Bunty. I began to wonder if she ...
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my chest out and attempting to look staunch. He grabbed my hand in a crushing grip and wrung it with the strength of a beefy washerwoman who'd spent her whole life throttling the life out of unsuspecting laundry. Trying not to wince, my voice went up an octave and I squeaked out 'How do.' 'Thiegfried likth to pop in from time to time to checkth up on uth, make thure we're not cooking the bookth,' giggled Petunia. 'Brilliant mind! Absolutely brilliant!' boomed Bunty, full of unmitigated admiration. Siegfried didn't bother to deny this, merely inspecting his manicured fingernails and flicking an imaginery speck of dust off his sleeve. 'I weally only dwopped by to weturn a book on statuwary wights and the judicawy.' Oh lordy, there were two of them now! How on earth did they manage to ...
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Never Ending Song Titles - Part 8
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Somewhere Over the Rainbow ~ Judy Garland -
I intended any disloyalty to Rosie. But it was always nice to have some other adoring female to admire and flatter me. Rosie knew me too well now to put me on any pedestal. I bowled in full of bounce and self-confidence, only to discover a strange and singularly unattractive male behind the counter. 'Who are you?' I demanded. 'Oh Johnny, let me introduce...
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Never Ending Song Titles - Part 8
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Arriving Somewhere but Not Here ~ Porcupine Tree -
the litter trays, a job Rosie and I detested and always argued over whose turn it was. I had a feeling this was all going to work out well. After my third large cup of tea, half a dozen cherry oatmeal biscuits and filling my pocket with salted peanuts, I meandered off to the Cosy Book Nook, looking forward to catching up with Petunia and Bunty. I should just about time my arrival for lunch and I let my thoughts dwell on ...
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Never Ending Song Titles - Part 8
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Here Comes The Rain Again ~ Eurythmics -
Your Book Activity 2025
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Miss Mole by E.H. Young -
Frogspawn Lane, next to
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a beautiful blond so therefore, to put it crudely, in parlance you would understand, as 'thick as a brick'.' 'Tull, I believe,' I interjected. He ignored me. Rosie's bottom lip came out in her sullen, obstinate look. 'Timmy was a DOG!' she muttered. 'I think, old chap,' I said giving him a hearty whack on the back, sending his monocle flying, 'you'll find we're talking Blyton here, not Hermann Hesse!' 'In that case ... 'Yes, in that case ... time you were off. Nice to meet you, sorry you're off so soon. Don't call us, we'll call you and all that jazz,' and I shot him out the door. Our next would-be employee ...