poppy

Welcome To My World ~ Jim Reeves

That's so sad, Muggle 😢 I saw this on Facebook, an unbelievable amount of rain! 'The hurricane dropped 20 inches to over 30 inches of rain in some areas… that’s an estimated 40 trillion gallons of rain. How much is 40 trillion gallons of water? 40 trillion gallons of water is enough to fill the Dallas Cowboy’s stadium 51,000 times. 40 trillion gallons of water is enough to cover the entire state of North Carolina with 3.5 FEET of water. 40 trillion gallons of water is enough to fill 60 MILLION Olympic-sized swimming pools. 40 trillion gallons of water is 619 DAYS of water flowing over Niagara Falls.'

Been listening to the audiobook of The Diary of a Nobody by George and Weedon Grossmith. Narrated by Frederick Davidson who did it brilliantly. His voice reminds me of Victor Meldrew from One Foot In the Grave 😂

That's wonderful and exciting news, Hayley! A very big congratulations xx 🥰

hampered by my difficulty in breathing. Fortunately, Bella came back at this point to ask if I wanted a cuppa. Finding me gasping for breath and trying to tear my hair out by the roots she cried, 'Cor Blimey, I think he's had an allergic reaction! He's going into anaphylactic shock. Call 999!' I don't remember anything else, but apparently ...

Something Human ~ Muse

Absolutely devastating damage 😥 I saw where mules were being used to transport supplies to cut off areas of NC. Reminded me of The Book Woman of Troublesome Creek. https://www.wbir.com/article/weather/hurricane/helene/mules-north-carolina-helene-supplies/275-c934fd50-5a72-4178-9ee5-1167ab618238?fbclid=IwY2xjawFtyyBleHRuA2FlbQIxMQABHX5vx2AqC_dpuNBNQQ_knDnSvtwDaJEB2KUrhULZeoJAQJY_x-muY553kw_aem_rpwegBmWR0q9QnTQ01uAUw

shaved both sides of my head, and started plastering my head with noxious smelling dye and doing something unspeakable with tinfoil! 'Don't tell me this is what women have to go through in the name of fashion. It stings like mad!' I exclaimed. 'Don't be such a baby, Johnny!' Rosie wasn't in the slightest bit sympathetic. 'But it's starting to itch like billy-ho!' 'Just another 40 minutes,' said Bella, 'here's a magazine to take your mind off yourself.' They all left the room to stuff their faces with tea and cake, the selfish stinkers. My head felt like it was on fire and I could feel my face swelling up like a puffball. I began to suspect that ...

Happy Talk ~ Juanita Hall (from South Pacific)

Mothers Talk ~ Tears For Fears

Sad to hear this today. I loved his music. Another very sad loss was Dame Maggie Smith.

London Pride ~ Noël Coward (I read London Pride is a flowering plant that rapidly regrew after the bombing in WW2. Noël Coward wrote the song in recognition of how Londoners carried on in spite of the chaos around them, and to lift their spirits)

coiffeuse from The Lunatic Fringe. Unfortunately, nobody apprised me of the name before I was forcibly planted on a chair, wrapped in some kind of voluminous plastic cape and Bella came at me with scissors clacking. I tried to escape but Bella was a well-built lass, and one firm thrust from her hefty right arm had me re-seated with a painful thump. I looked appealingly towards Rosie hoping for help, but ...

Basin Street Blues ~ Louis Armstrong

Just started Dear Mrs Bird by A.J. Pearce

Why Worry ~ Dire Straits

Peckham, is a particular expert at what many mistakenly call 'vermin', but I prefer to think of as 'God's precious little creatures.' 'If you lot think I'm going to let these crackpots touch a single hair on my head, you've got another think coming! You can all just ...

I Can't Tell You Why ~ Eagles

office sporting a fluorescent green bowl cut. 'Darling, you look amazing,' I felt for the sake of harmony it best to appear complimentary, 'but I'm very concerned that you, Clyde, will completely alarm and unsettle the cats now. I really think it best if you leave right ...' But the cats proved me mistaken by surrounding Clyde with much purring and leg winding. 'Well, we can't stand around all day, work to be done, chop chop, Clyde.' 'Actually, Johnny,' said Rosie, 'we ...

High Hopes ~ Frank Sinatra

proved very successful, in fact all things considered, they were a bit of a disappointment. However, say lavvie, as my mother always used to remark, which I took to mean that things were always going down the gurgler or outdoor bog in our case. Growing up, we lacked any kind of mod cons. We walked barefoot to school, summer and winter, rain, hail and snow. Uphill both ways. But we were happy. Arriving home, I discovered Rosie hadn't done anything more exotic than visit the hairdressers, but I wondered if a vivid shade of purple might have a rather ...

You're My Best Friend ~ Queen

Exactly! 🤣

Father by Elizabeth von Arnim