I've just been tagged by Wakeup so here it is:-
1.What are your current obsessions?
Writing I suppose. It occupies most of my thoughts. That and trying to get enough sleep.
2. Which item from your wardrobe do you wear most often?
I don't have a wardrobe! Jumpers and a few favourite tops.
3. Last dream you had?
About a young couple who own a bakery – I'm interviewing them in a few weeks!
4. Last thing you bought?
The local paper.
5. What are you listening to?
A car revving in the distance; Mollie squeaking as she dreams; Himself sneezing next door.
6. If you were a god/goddess who would you be?
God of Health, happiness and good sleep. (Greedy, moi?)
7. Favourite holiday spots?
Cant afford holidays.
8. Reading right now?
Re-reading Rhode Island Blues by Fay Weldon.
9. Four words to describe yourself.
Determined, over-sensitive, overly imaginative, unconventional.
10. Guilty pleasure?
White wine – such a shame about hangovers.
11. Who or what makes you laugh until you’re weak?
A chance remark.
12. Favourite spring thing to do?
Walk among the bluebells and smell the wild garlic.
13. Planning to travel to next?
Devon this weekend to see my mum.
14. Best thing you ate or drank lately?
Free range egg on toast for breakfast.
15. When did you last get tipsy?
Last night – our 10th wedding anniversary.
16. Favourite ever film?
Oh, so many! Last one I saw was The Young Victoria – a fabulous love story.
17. Care to share some wisdom?
Hang on in there. The bends take some leaning into, but the straight runs make it all the worthwhile.
18. Song you can't get out of your head?
Tapestry by Carole King.
19. Thing you are looking forward to?
Going to yoga again – I haven't been able to go for months for health reasons.
20 If money were no object, where would you choose to live?
Somewhere warm, by the sea, with a large garden and a spare bedroom for when friends come to stay.
I'm exhausted now! Please take this and run if you want.
Showing posts with label songs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label songs. Show all posts
Thursday, 7 May 2009
Friday, 8 February 2008
Songs on the Brain
This morning I woke up singing Leaving On a Jet Plane.
For those of you under a certain age you probably won’t remember this gem, which was written by John Denver in 1967 (a fact I had to look up on Wikipedia – you can see how bad my memory is).
Quite why this particular tune decided to drag me into consciousness at six am on this particular Friday I have no idea. I didn’t hear it on the radio or television yesterday, and I hadn’t been talking about John Denver (in fact I could have sworn it was by someone else) but we are going to see my mother this weekend. This involves a car journey though, not a plane, and we most definitely are coming back on Sunday.
But a dear mate of mine is flying off to Egypt on Sunday for a much deserved week off. So Carole, I will think of you sunning yourselves on that beach, raising a weary arm to get yet another cocktail, while some of us slave over a hot computer, or walk the dog in the dank greyness of a February afternoon.
(Actually, I’m quite content and having to sit still for more than five minutes would cause me serious grief, as she well knows. But I wouldn’t mind a bit of hot weather and swimming.)
So Leaving on a Jet Plane is for you, Carole, and have a good one.
The day before I had songs from Pajama Game on my brain. I couldn’t make it to rehearsals, but the songs just popped up, to remind me, anyhow.
What was the last song you had on your brain?
For those of you under a certain age you probably won’t remember this gem, which was written by John Denver in 1967 (a fact I had to look up on Wikipedia – you can see how bad my memory is).
Quite why this particular tune decided to drag me into consciousness at six am on this particular Friday I have no idea. I didn’t hear it on the radio or television yesterday, and I hadn’t been talking about John Denver (in fact I could have sworn it was by someone else) but we are going to see my mother this weekend. This involves a car journey though, not a plane, and we most definitely are coming back on Sunday.
But a dear mate of mine is flying off to Egypt on Sunday for a much deserved week off. So Carole, I will think of you sunning yourselves on that beach, raising a weary arm to get yet another cocktail, while some of us slave over a hot computer, or walk the dog in the dank greyness of a February afternoon.
(Actually, I’m quite content and having to sit still for more than five minutes would cause me serious grief, as she well knows. But I wouldn’t mind a bit of hot weather and swimming.)
So Leaving on a Jet Plane is for you, Carole, and have a good one.
The day before I had songs from Pajama Game on my brain. I couldn’t make it to rehearsals, but the songs just popped up, to remind me, anyhow.
What was the last song you had on your brain?
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