Getting older
Saturday, November 26, 2005
Saturday, November 19, 2005
J Franks
My Father had fancied his chance as a singer when a boy. He used to sing little songs during the reel changes of the silent movies. He was accompanied by a lady on the piano. All went well, he earned 5 shillings a week, until his voice broke and he had to stop.
Father taught me several of the songs. Turns out he had his own version of the words. One song was-
It makes me sick
To think a girl like me can't click.
I wish somebody would
Come around and take me in the wood.
I've got my eye on one man
and I'm waiting patiently for him to call.
He's the man that cuts the ivy
On the old garden wall
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Is this an introduction to a more well known song? I can never find it anywhere. Is it a suitable song to teach a 7 yr old child especially in the 1950s? Of course my all time favourites are H&B.
I'm not confident that Dad would have liked Hinge and Bracket he probably wouldn't have been able to see beyond them being a couple of blokes dressed up. He would have loved their music.
Thursday, November 17, 2005
Dogs will be dogs

This week I was very brave and took Scamp to meet Whetus. My sister shares Whetus with her son. Whetus has a reputation for not getting on with other dogs ...goes for them hammer and tongs ...I'm told. Scamp ok with small dogs usually. German Shepherds tend to get savaged.
They got on much better than expected. One small niggle from Whetus when we got back to the house after our walk. Scamp looked his age next to Whetus.