Talking of which, I neither know nor understand the words to this rather fabulous CD I bought yesterday ......
....... but I do know that cranked up loud enough (as it was), the voice of Mr Paul Potts, TV's Britain's got Talent winner (and Bristolian lad), can almost move you to tears. I'm sure the neighbours probably felt much the same way with me whistling as loudly as I possibly could along to it (I can't sing but I sure can whistle!).
Marvellous. My first classical CD. It's official - I'm old. What's next? Slim Whitman? (Or Hank Wancman as I affectionately call him, much to the delight and amusement* of my parents)
And in muffin news, I was chuffed to receive an email from the fantabulous people at Coffee#1, begging me to stop stalking them** and bombarding them with plaintive requests to display one of my monkeys in their rather marvellous coffee houses. I personally think they're missing a beat and it's my life's ambition to one day open my very own coffee (and muffin) emporium cum knitting shop. RGH laughs every time I mention this to him, but you know, I could be on to something there. (Or possibly just on something)
While we're on the subject, I happened upon one these delightful little delicacies at the weekend .....
..... and I wore my muffin top in honour of the occasion .......
Sadly, the irony wasn't lost on me that I also had muffin-top going on around the top of my jeans. *Sigh* (Yeah, yeah. I know that if I simply stopped eating said muffins, then said muffin top would disappear. Life's too short.)
Random things about me #4
I love :-
scrunching dry leaves underfoot, how beautiful my daughters look when they're not wearing too much make-up (hint hint), having my head, back and arms scratched (obviously a monkey in a former life), the sea-side but not getting sand everywhere, my bed (especially when the sheets are clean!), the effect that those first two glasses of wine have on me (if only I could stop there!), Thorntons champagne truffles, waking up thinking it's Friday then realising it's Saturday, new bags, sunny days but sitting in the shade, the way RGH looks at me sometimes. Actually just the way RGH looks, cos I'm shallow like that.
* for "delight and amusement" read "disdain and eye-rolling irritation". (Sorry Mum and Dad. I may be old but I'm obviously still childish.)
** I didn't really stalk them. Honest.