Weekly Song Challenge: Round 17

I’m playing along again this week with the Weekly Song Challenge hosted by Laura at Lauravent69 Post a video of a song that makes you think of your youth. ‘Stuck In The Middle With You’ by Stealer’s Wheel is forever associated in my head with revising for my final University exams in June 1973. In…

Song Lyric Sunday: Fear – ‘Fearless’

A lot of people  seem to have found Helen’s theme of ‘Fear’ for this week’s Song Lyric Sunday pretty straightforward. I confess that I had to think about it for a while, having eschewed the perhaps too obvious ‘Don’t Fear The Reaper’. However, this Pink Floyd song eventually came to me, and famously has the…

One-Liner Wednesday: Fashion Faux-Pas

“Is that a new shirt, or have you just been sick?” Picture this – if you can. August 1967: the Summer of Love and also Liverpool’s first Saturday home game of the new season. I was standing on the Kop, as was my wont in those days. Close to me was a lad wearing a…

Song Lyric Sunday: YNWA

Tough week alright, and who could blame Helen for not feeling able to come up with a specific theme for this Sunday? Much as I am a huge fan of Leonard Cohen, we perhaps need something a little more uplifting in these times. Besides, if I hear another strangulated version of ‘Hallelujah’ any time in…

Never knowingly overstated

Examine my sleeve as closely as you will: you’ll never find my heart on it. I’m not, by nature, particularly demonstrative. This doesn’t mean I lack feelings (far from it), simply that making a fuss – thereby, shock horror, drawing attention to myself – doesn’t come easily, and certainly not naturally. Now, I’m well aware that being low-key can sometimes…

“…and narrated by John Peel”

Every so often, WordPress comes up with a daily prompt that’s quite irresistible, and a couple of days ago they offered up an absolute beauty. “Your blog is being turned into an audiobook. If you could choose anyone to narrate your posts, who would it be?” This fits in neatly with one of their earlier…

Standing Room Only

“Ode to a playground. A place from your past or childhood, one that you’re fond of, is destroyed. Write it a memorial.” Well, I don’t know about a playground, but this latest of the WordPress ‘365 Days of Writing Prompts’ made me realize that, in the getting on for a year and a half that…

Through the keyhole

Per your recent request (see footnote), please find below our analysis of the attached photograph, which we understand to be of the office of your suspect subject. Location: Although there is no external reference in the picture to provide any indication of where it might have been taken, it is nonetheless possible to draw some…