Thought for the day:"Don’t you hate it when you clean out your freezer and find people you do not even recognise!"
Office of National Statistics
We have a witch hunt, possibly correctly, for Dominic Cummings, advisor to the PM and general hatchet man for Boris, for breaking lock-down and traveling 260 miles ostensibly to find child care for his son. I would be more supportive if I did not see a media frenzy every time they see the chance of getting someone sacked. We have stopped watching TV in the morning over breakfast - I have discovered that the TV can play radio and Ken Bruce is much more gentle.
I am seriously considering buying a DAB radio - we thought of it before but could not get the signals here before - but I am sure that they are probably good enough now. I think I would prefer it to switching the TV on and switching to radio.
So - our first picture is of Boris... the man who has gone from the biggest majority and the strongest position as leader for years, to someone fighting to maintain his leadership.
Of course - the Bank Holiday brings its own form of muppetry ...
I rather liked this slightly more subtle image..
And then we go to the rest of the world.. In fairness I thought the USA would have hit the 100,000 by now - they are slowing quite drastically at the moment - not sure if that is waiting for another wave - or the fact that we still have no idea how many on the population have had this disease already. But they are at 1.6 million cases recorded. Of course the quote of the day has to go to the man himself...
There was a nice comment about teaching your children the value of education- it said "get your child to read a speech by Obama - and then read a speech by Trump - they will see the value of education"
Meanwhile in New York...
Seems Trump still manages to ride the wave....
Oh well .... it gives him the ratings I suppose...
And so back to the Shut-Down Serenades.... Number 33 today... and Old favourite - Whisky on a Sunday...
"Whiskey on a Sunday" is a song written by Glyn Hughes (1932–1972), which became popular during the second British folk revival. It is sometimes called "The Ballad of Seth Davy".
The song laments the death in 1902 of a performer, Seth Davy, who sang and performed with a set of "dancing dolls" outside a public house in Liverpool. The dolls were attached to the end of a plank, and when the plank was struck and vibrated, this caused the dolls to "dance". Seth Davy was in fact a Jamaican who performed outside the Bevington Bush Hotel around the turn of the century. It was located just north of Liverpool City Centre.
The original song contains lyrics and idiom specific to Liverpool. In an Irish version, the first-line mention of Bevington Bush appears as Beggars Bush, referring to a location in Dublin. Other versions refer erroneously to Bebington, which is a township in Wirral, on the other side of the River Mersey.
My version is old Beggars Bush ... and kills Seth in 1903 but never mind...
Also been working upon a second on-line CD version on Bandcamp
Volume 1 has 20 tracks of the "Funnies"
All I need to do now is get some followers... seems that I have none from Love Chronicles...
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We shall see how the day goes...
Cheers !
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