V.I.P.

At day break,
A Very Important person
Made a speech
From the Scene of the Crime.

 It was difficult to listen to:
The birds started singing.
A blue tit proclaimed
From a high branch.
Then the frogs joined in.

Perhaps the message should be,
Life goes on…

21st March at 7.30 am

Time for a bit of George

I was listening to George Harrison this afternoon and decided I'd like to share Run of the Mill here.  There was no sound on the first video I came across and then I found this accoustic version - much gentler.

Everyone has choice
 When to and not to raise their voices
 Its you that decides
Which way will you turn
While feeling that our loves not your concern
Its you that decides

No one around you
Will carry the blame for you
No one around you
Will love you today and throw it all away
Tomorrow when you rise
 Another day for you to realize me
 Or send me down again

 As the days stand up on end
Youve got me wondering how I lost your friendship
But I see it in your eyes

 Though Im beside you I cant carry the lame for you
I may decide to
Get out with your blessing
Where Ill carry on guessing

How high will you leap
Will you make enough for you to reap it?
Only you'll arrive
 At your own made end
With no one but yourself to be offended
Its you that decides

George Harrison

More and more books

At the weekend Dom and J-M were staying so we all went over to our favourite Charity Shop, Emmaüs. We had some clothes and odds and ends that we didn’t sell at the last Brocante (boot/garage sale) in September and J-M’s old TV.

Having handed in our donations we then went to the shop and proceeded to stock up with more ‘junk’, mainly books. My pile consisted of:

The Penguin Book of English Short Stories
The Second Penguin Book of English Short Stories
Angel Pavement by J.B. Priestley
The Centaur by John Updike
A Fanatic Heart, selection of stories by Edna O’Brian
Selected Poems 1957-1981 by Ted Hughes
Marlene by Marlene Dietrich
The Client and Playing for Pizza, two books by John Grisham

 Average price 1€ (1$32/£0.83) for each.

 While I was looking through the books when we got home, I found a voucher for a free aperitif at a Chinese Restaurant in Bordeaux – wonder if it’s still valid?

The funniest part was that I recognized the name written in the front of the first Penguin book. I also knew that that person was living in the North of France back in the 70s. One of the retired ladies who come to the house for English conversation has an unusual name and I know that her daughter studied English. When she came to the house on Tuesday I showed her the book and yes, it was her daughter. It was the year she went to London as an au pair. What a strange coincidence!

I have started with Playing for Pizza. I know nothing about American football. Surprise, surprise, I’m really enjoying it