I get a knot
In the pit of my stomach
When I become afraid
I get a knot
In the pit of my stomach
When I become afraid
So the Mr Men books are sexist now. Some people have too much time on their hands. Leave the Mr Men books alone. Getting ridiculous.
Hollywood was a different place in the first half of the 20th century. Great movies, decency, modesty but powerful storylines and brilliant actors. And they did all the stunts themselves. We will never get back to the good old days,… Read More ›
It’s going to rain, I can tell, By the way I feel, And the spit on my skin. It’s going to rain, I can tell, By the cloud up above And the look in your eyes, It’s about to come… Read More ›
It was hard, Watching my Dad Staggering home from the pub, Up the dark Orange lit shadowed Street, From our dusty greased window, Two stories up, Looking down, Knowing, When the key slipped into the lock And he came through… Read More ›
I live 100 miles from Disneyworld. I was born In Scotland but have lived in the State of Florida for 16 years. I know Mickey Mouse well. If you live in Florida you can’t get away from the little critter…. Read More ›
Just to let you know that while the March for Our Lives was taking place in DC there were protests against guns running concurrently in cities all over Europe. For example in Edinburgh, a protest which I presume had more… Read More ›
My grandfather’s brother on my Dad’s side moved his family to Rhodesia from Scotland after WW2. They were in the Diamond business. His daughter became Editor of the Hong Kong Wall St Journal. Very successful. Proud protestants, generous to everyone… Read More ›
MGM Hollywood at Disney have had their old Movie based attractions pulled out to make way for more Star Wars rides. There was, until a couple of years ago a shop at the entrance that sold old Hollywood memorabilia. Where… Read More ›
When I experience hurt I indulge In magical thinking. Very annoying For others, Unfamiliar with the technicalities Behind my tricks. He or she May say, That “I” am mistaken in my observations. But with the wave of My… Read More ›