music .......

So...Jboy and I have been wrestling since 12.45am....much as I love him, I have discovered that there can be too much of a good thing!(5.30am ish)

 

 

So....Music....M and I (and Jboy) went to a garden centre today (now, there's a surprise). On the way we listened to my car cd of 60s music. My brother was 11 years older than me so I was well versed in 60s music as a child and so was able to sing-a-longa merrily as we criss crossed the Leicestershire countryside.It's amazing how music can so quickly conjure up a memory..in the same way that smells can evoke memories..one or two of the tunes took me instantly back to me wearing a hideous yellow skirt and jumper (bought for me by my mother and which made me look like a misshapen vegetable) and wanting desperately to have a pair of jeans. ( I wasn't allowed to have jeans and bought my first pair when I went to University....). I also have a car cd of 70s music which is full of songs about heart-break and unrequited love which reflected the age when I yearned from afar for various pop icons and actors...M and I met towards the end of the 70s so love was no longer unrequited...we were, as M said, requited (ahhhhhh). Jboy loves music and during the jolly boppy 60s cd he laughed and giggled but during the 70s cd he was sad and a silent tear even rolled down his little cheek. He couldn't possibly have understood the words but he certainly seemed to understand the sentiments. He often gets upset at music in the minor key..thus implying that music speaks deeper than words do and gets right into the soul of a person. Perhaps there is mileage in someone doing some research into how music speaks to those who cannot....but not me..certainly not right now.I am too weary so I think I shall go and have that nap......

Happy Sunday

The End (2.00pm ish)