Hi there Dearest Reader, it is that time again so pull a chair and enjoy a cuppa... "Jobs" and wet weather courtesy of Ciara and Dennis have got in the way a little of too many visits, but we went to Wisley on 2 February. The annual Butterfly exhibit in Wisley's glasshouse has been semi-permanently retired due to plant damage issues, so this year's early show was billed as "The Great Houseplant Takeover". It sounded a little dull, but as it turned out the various set pieces in the Glasshouse were very good and well worth it < more here >. Half term week came and Jenny and Layla did their thing. We did plan to go up to Whipsnade Zoo, but events and weather took over. Instead we took advantage of the dry morning and took a stroll on Reigate Hill. Very enjoyable. < more here > On the Home Front Our search for a new home is fitful and full of terrors. Packing continues. Offers are made and accepted, but in truth the "English Way" sucks. The offer means nothing and can be retracted on the slightest whim or delay caused by a hiccup or misplaced "x" on a form. It sucks, but it is the way. We are starting our search again for both a buyer and new property, maybe this time avoiding agents for builders who don't seem to have any empathy with people and are just after getting rid of the client's asset - NOW or be damned! Slowly slowly catchy monkey as the saying goes. From left field and out of the blue, there is a possibility of a job within the same company based in Guildford. I am due to take a look and be looked at next week, so fingers crossed. The travelling is longer than the job I am in, but will not be as onerous as the drag from Redhill to Uxbridge. Watch this space... Coughing continues... It may be the dreaded "100 day cough" and I am bored with it (as are my nearest and dearest). I have had chest x-rays which apparently have shown nothing. But I have been coughing since Christmas and enough is enough... And finally... Arsenal, sadly still having a soft underbelly. Defence still needs overhauling. That is all. All of which just about sums up the goings on in Planet Eggybread.
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This is NOT an analysis of a song, merely personal observations about a song that I love. Enjoy. Ian "Homeward Bound" by Simon and Garfunkel A lovely song about missing home and loved ones. Famously, Paul Simon scribbled the basis of the lyrics on a scrap of paper while on a train platform at Widnes while touring in the UK. ("If you have ever seen Widnes, you will know why I was desperate to leave"). In the UK, it appeared on the Sounds of Silence album in 1965 "I'm sitting in the railway station. Got a ticket to my destination." "And each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories And every stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be, Homeward bound," "Homeward Bound"
Songwriter Paul Simon Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group I'm sitting in the railway station. Got a ticket to my destination. On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand. And every stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band. Homeward bound, I wish I was, Homeward bound, Home where my thought's escaping, Home where my music's playing, Home where my love lies waiting Silently for me. Every day's an endless stream Of cigarettes and magazines. And each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories And every stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be, Homeward bound, I wish I was, Homeward bound, Home where my thought's escaping, Home where my music's playing, Home where my love lies waiting Silently for me. Tonight I'll sing my songs again, I'll play the game and pretend. But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me. Homeward bound, I wish I was, Homeward bound, Home where my thought's escaping, Home where my music's playing, Home where my love lies waiting Silently for me. Silently for me. |
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