And Then, A Song Or Two...

   This first poignant old number was jogged back into my tired old head by age comments by Ripper. It’s a nice number.     
         
   Secondly, should I still be liking such as this at my age? Why not.   
        
    Anyhoo, party hearty as time do move faster the more of it you’ve used. The neighbours?  “The neighbours must’ve really like this track as they broke my window with a brick so’s they could hear it even better.”
   Have, like, an awesome, like, weekend y’all and I hope you don’t go down with the incoming co-Vlad-co variant. If you do, fear not as I’m sure they’re finalising testing on a new, improved chemi cocktail to pump into y’all as I type.

Quote; Fernando Pessoa.

“My soul is a hidden orchestra; I know not what instruments, what fiddle-strings and harps, drums and tamboura I sound and clash inside myself. All I hear is the symphony.”