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material girl You know that we are living in a material world And I am a material girl Some boys romance Some boys slow dance That's all right with me If they can't

There's a hole

I Am Me - Willow Smith

Wallowing in muddy

duty free vinegar

Happy Birthday Flavio. ' afternoon all from red dragon land. Sunny with cooling breeze. This morning's toot on the flute better than yesterday, so looking promising. Page 1 of new tune off by heart, page 2 partly off by heart. Pot plants watered, two repotted. Mugadefcaf time now. Fitt and Elfie enjoying the sunshine. Take care all and play safe. _________ Best wishes Polly

puts you off

walk away, don't say goodbye Don't turn around, don't let it die When shadows fall, when day is done All through the night, all of my life Don't walk away Is it a dream, when will it end

Despicable Beeching axe, I see. Great if it gets completed - train all the way from Welsh Wales! Change at Chester methinks.

Lady Jane - The Rolling Stones

in paradise Think about it She calls out to the man on the street He can see she's been crying She's got blisters on the soles of her feet She can't walk but

Harvester Of Sorrow Song - Metallica

Old it, flash, bang, wallop, what a picture What a picture, what a photograph Poor old soul, blimey, what a joke Hat blown off in a cloud of smoke Clap 'ands, stamp yer feet Bangin' on

that's a negative

Being of a generally quiet and serious nature, when I got to 40, I decided it was time to be a bit silly! I didn't think it would last!

Ah, and that was light wind sailing. I hate to think what it is like in a blow! When watching the video, the thought crossed my mind immediately, and terrified me especially, as you point out, at seeing the moored craft along the route. It was bad enough seeing seasoned yachtsmen in large yachts tacking in and out of the yachts moored at Beaumaris or having dinghies and jet skis prancing about you when you are moored up yourself - just watch out when you are down below making the tea when a jet skier blasts past or a motorboat's wake comings rolling in. Excellent videos, by the way. It is quite rewarding to see what it is like in other people's waters.

the town where I was born Lived a man who sailed to sea And he told us of his life In the land of submarines So we sailed on to the sun 'Til we found

I'll stand by you - Bruce Springsteen

Yahoo! Up 'ere in the top left hand corner of red dragon land, it's bin prep day for tomorrow's household waste collection. Another exciting job is to go and water the pot plants before doing dinner.

bottle of Tizer

Watching the Three River Race videos looked so gorgeously genteel in a rather narrow water system. It took me back to the great annual races in our sailing days in the Menai Strait. There was the dinghy race in the the Menai Strait Regatta from Beaumaris down to Caernarfon in which we capsized our Scorpion, in strong wind and big waves typical of that end, with spinnaker up before we got to Bangor Pier and sailed the rest downwind with a torn spinnaker stowed away, coming in last and not even getting the finishing signal to acknowledge our arrival. It was getting late, so rather than going ashore for refreshment, we sailed straight back to homebase at Port Dinorwic SC. Then there was the dinghy race from Beaumaris in a big sea, winds dying off through Puffin Sound to next to nothing all the way to Traeth Bychan in the open sea and hot sun and the tide right out when we finished. It was a long haul up across the sands to the clubhouse and toilets! Sailing in yachts was something different. Ray got asked to enter the Round Anglesey Race and I had the pleasure to drive the car round to Menai Bridge Pier and wait...and wait...and wait...until they eventually arrived in a next to nothing wind sometime after dark. My first turn came in a keelboat. There, at Port Dinorwic Sailing Club, to have a lazy afternoon in the sun, not exactly dressed for sailing, and up popped someone who said, "Polly will crew for you."* Er hum, I got soaked! A few years later, a last minute shout re the Westerly GK24, "Polly can helm for you"*. Hmmm. Well, helm I did from PDSC down towards Caernarfon, round the big red buoy and back. Spinny up, we were fast catching up on a large group of one design dinghies that had come to a halt at the buoy. Without room to overtake and round the buoy without going aground on the sandbank, I gave the command to drop the spinny so that we did not crash into them. Momentum lost in a strong inward coming tide, we had some catching up to do from being 2nd to last in our class of yacht. We made good speed, caught the other boat up, overtook, met a sudden change of wind - common at Portdinowic where the two sea breezes from either end of the Straight meet - and ended up doing a 360degree turn, so third we came and I was delighted that our friends (the owners) got a certificate, despite Mr owner (down in the cabin throughout!) telling me and my crew** a few times to "give up." No Way! * Simply because they needed someone, not because I was a greatly experienced sailor, that I was not, but that was the joy of club sailing. If you were there, and someone needed crew, chances are you would get roped in. ** a young teenage girl dinghy and keelboat sailor and mature lady mirror dinghy sailor. Great days, but in our last few years, weather conditions led to less and less time out on the water. So we swapped to playing t***ns at West Shore instead. The weather was not any better, but at least we were doing something that was not quite so weather dependent. Rain is a killer of course but then that is why we have a clubhouse - not that we gather there these days....yet...

Why Does It Always Rain On Me? - Travis

The only time I was down there "on that thar bridge" (Q), I saw Live and Let Die at the cinema. That dates it!

house is getting shaky This ole house is getting old This ole house lets in the rain This ole house lets in the cold Oh his knees are a getting chilly But he feels no fear nor pain Cause he

So, O followed R, I see. Guess Suvverner's brain cells were struggling a bit. Ate what turned out to be a bad egg - no kiddin' - and was at the end of a 24hr fast after stomach upset. Well enough today to do a spot of weeding this afternoon - my excuse to get a bit of sunshine. No explosions heard up 'ere, lots of dog barking and dog owner yelling though.