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Monday Music

This song recently completely blew me away- partially because it was written when the band were only 15, and they are still only 16 or 17.

It’s a little unusual, but, seriously, bear with it- I think it’s amazing, endearing, and with all the originality and exuberance of youth.

All the things I want this week. My last chemo treatment is tomorrow. Youth is on my side. πŸ™‚

Cajun Dance Party- Time Falls


Kind of back!

Whew, back to work, which means proper internet access, ha ha! Happy New Year everyone!

I have astonishingly little to report, and a lot of work to do, so forgive the short post today. I will leave you with a not-quite Monday Music and will post something better tomorrow!

Phil, I still owe you a palm reading and have been working on it but haven’t had time to type it up yet- sorry and will get it finished in next day or two! πŸ™‚

My kids have me tormented by You Tube. I made the mistake of showing them an ad which used to be on tv a number of years ago and they keep wanting to see it again and again. I can now do all the actions and can even pass off the dodgy Scottish accent. I hope you will enjoy…rolls eyes and can’t believe I am using this as my Monday Music this week…my kids will be pleased…sigh…I have now watched this approximately 587,643 times. πŸ˜€


Monday Music

OK, so it has occured to me today that Christmas is on Thursday, I have chemo tomorrow and am therefore going to be fit for nothing for the rest of the week, and I have got NOTHING done and am therefore buggered. πŸ˜€

Also I need to motivate myself for a trip to the hospital this afternoon to get my picc line replaced- AGAIN- which is never pleasant.

Oh, and my laptop is being fixed and I won’t get it back until 5th January, so blogging is going to be very intermittent for the next couple of weeks. If I seem quiet, that’s all it is- hope everyone has a great Christmas if I am not blogging again before.

So- in the interests of getting me off my backside and running about like the lunatic I clearly am, here’s a “get up and shake your booty” song to make me get on with it!

Vampire Weekend- A-Punk


Monday Music

I’m in a chemotherapy related funk at the moment, so today’s song is a bit more reflective!

It’s also unusual for me to post a Monday Music track that doesn’t have any particular memory attached. I just really like it, and find the lyrics interesting. Have a cuppa, take a load off and listen for a few minutes. πŸ™‚

Damien Rice- Cannonball


Monday Music

This is one of those songs which can ALWAYS put a smile on my face. It reminds me of trips taken around Ireland before Ian and I had kids. As soon as it comes on in the car, Ian and I start grinning like lunatics and shaking our heads to the beat. We look like idiots. πŸ˜› The kids are going to think we are SOOOO sad in a year or two. Luckily, they’re too little to care at the moment.

So, here you have it. Divine Comedy and “National Express”. A feel good, we’re on holiday and haven’t a care in the world kind of song. πŸ™‚


The Family Joke

My good friend More Than An Electrician posted partially about how his nine year old son was reading Old Yeller at school.Β  This prompted a discussion in which I revealed what is practically the family joke- the fact that films, documentaries and sad songs will make me cry at the veritable drop of a hat! πŸ™‚

So, I thought it might amuse some of you to hear my top picks of Things That Make Suzy Cry, mainly because some of the reasons can be fairly preposterous. πŸ˜›

1. As mentioned on MTAE’s blog- the theme tune to popular children’s TV series The Littlest Hobo. The theme tune acts- I shit you not- as some kind of trigger in my brain which makes me cry. It is quite frightening. I looked up the above link, and when I clicked on it, two BARS in, I was howling and laughing at the same time. Ian is now hysterical with laughter, and the kids are looking at me in utter astonishment. As a child, the theme tune used to make me cry because I hated that the doggie had no home. I guess I have been left with deep, deep emotional scars by this loveable series of “dog saves boy”, wholesome family drama. πŸ˜›

2. The scene in Highlander where his wife dies. Highlander is one of my favourite all time films. Made in 1986, if I am brutally honest, it hasn’t aged all that well, but I still adore it, and think that the Kurgan is one of the all time best baddies. Plus the Scottish scenery is incredible. We visited the castle (it’s called Eilean Donan)Β where Conor McLeod lives at the start of the film,Β when on holiday in Scotland in 2002. Two very fat Italian ladies were walking past us, and one was earnestly saying to the other “Si, si, Christopher Lambert!” Maybe you needed to be there, but it made me and Ian crack up! I find the death scene of his wife really sad- but my friends have over the years been very proactive in telling me how funny they found it…generally, if it’s on, I leave the room at that point… πŸ˜€ Queen’s amazingly sad “Who Wants to Live Forever” really doesn’t bloody help. One of my friends, Nichola, upon seeing this scene (without me- I left the room) went into fits of laughter over the scene and said scornfully “And you’re wearing the boots I made for you?!!” so clearly I am an idiot… πŸ˜€

3. Surely one of the most beautiful films ever made- House of Flying Daggers. Stunning from start to finish, you know almost from the very outset that there can be no happy ending to this tale. AND- sure enough- the entire second half rendered me almost insensible with grief. So, no matter how incredible the photography may be, I haven’t been able to bring myself to watch it again!

4. The JCB Song by Nizlopi. It’s about a small child who is being bullied at school, and was nearly the Christmas number 1 here a few years ago. I do really like the song, but it makes me bawl my eyes out!

And finally…one which made me cry with laughter.

5. Father Ted- the writing of My Lovely Horse for the Eurovision Song Contest. For those of you in the States, Eurovision is a particularly hideous competition which plagues us in May every year and which is populated with poor songs and even poorer singing. Ireland have a history (not so much of late) of winning…Father Ted is absolute classic comedy to everyone in Ireland. It’s sheer genius. I am not 100% convinced that people outside Ireland will fully get the joke, because it’s full of colloquialisms, but the writing of this song, Father Ted and Father Dougal’s entry to the contest, made me weep with laughter.

So- there you have it!! Probably, lots of you will have more suggestions for my list! πŸ˜€


Monday Music

Alice In Chains- Angry Chair

So, they say lightning never strikes twice in the same place. This is a theory that I completely and utterly refute.

Firstly, I work as Engineering Controller for a telecoms company. Phone systems HATE sudden surges of electricity. Every time (all once a year or so) that there’s a thunder storm here, I find myself rolling my eyes and waiting for the phone calls from distressed customers, inevitably saying “there was a bang, and now our phones won’t work”. We have a number of customers whose sites get hit by lightning on a regular basis. Their systems get fried once a year, unless they take additional (and very expensive) measures to control the situation. I’m pretty sure that, if you ask them, they’ll confirm that lightning does, indeed, strike twice, and often three, four or five times in the same place. πŸ™‚

This song is a little bit like that for me. It’s happened to be on my CD player twice when I’ve crashed my car.

The first time was my first ever accident, and wasn’t my fault (no, it BLOODY wasn’t, Dad, I know you’re reading… πŸ˜€ )- some numpty pulled out of a side street and then turned across my path without indicating. It was my parent’s car, a red VW Polo.

Second time…well…again, I know Dad is probably reading this, but this is one of those occasions where I think it’s OK, and enough time has passed, that I can ‘fess up.

Again with the red Polo…it was my Mum’s car. Me, my brother and Mum fought over it once we’d got our tests.

I think every accident I’ve ever had has slowed me down a bit- this incident is one of the major influences on that.

The yard we used to keep my horses at had a really narrow gateway. People were always catching the back end of their cars on it.

I was in the stage of full complacency of the newly qualified teenage driver, and used to drive that wee Polo like a chicken orientalist. I used to drive like a maniac up the driveway of that yard and through the gates as if the very hounds of hell were after me.

Well…my luck didn’t hold, and one day, predictably, I clobbered the back end of the car pretty hard off the gate posts.

This came pretty hard on the heels of my first accident (see above) and I was a little apprehensive about telling my parents, so…I kind of put it off…

The damage was on the passenger side, so my Mum didn’t notice right away.

The next evening, I was looking out of my bedroom window, and my Mum was reversing the Polo into our very narrow driveway as she came home from work.

As luck would have it, she gave that very same part of the car a good, hard whack on her way through the gateposts. I was very sympathetic! πŸ˜€

OK, not proud of this now, especially as my Mum isn’t around to confess to…I am sure she’s up there screeching down at me now…sorry Mum…. πŸ˜€

Dad- I really am sorry. Call you later- love you….

Bloody well never playing THAT album in the car again!!!!!!!

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