dearest readers,
the sun has disappeared behind the clouds, not nice fluffy clouds but big angry ones. do we let that get us down. "oh no!" shout i... we just turn Neil Diamond up a little more on the car stereo and sing a little louder. yes, it is quite true 'sweet caroline' is a great mood lifter along with a bit of Elvis...
our usual trip to old blighty results in us standing amongst the candy and music aisles of good old Woolies, but alas, a terrible fate has befallen the British high streets in the past year and so our children's children will never get to feel the 'frill' of going to Woolworths.
every year we would peruse the shelves for the 'must have' sounds of that particular summer, but not this year. sadly there is nowhere since the closure of Woolworths in my folk's town to buy a CD!! isn't that incredible, now of course if i was all 'gadgety' and 'with it' i would instantly whip out my 'gadgety' music player and say "do not fear dearest children, your mother has it all under control"... i would not only be able to download the 'latest and greatest' but also actually know who the 'latest and greatest' are.
but this is not to be, not now and not ever... i do not do little 'gadgety' music players at all. i have reached the point in my life where i do not really wish to bother with such things.
a dinosaur... that is what i have become. i get my 'frills' from thrift stores, piles of doilies, and stashes of yarn but not 'gadgety' things...
so that left me and my clan with a music dilemma. we could choose to travel the wee lanes of south Devon in silence but that would never do, for then we would have no distractions from my driving... so it fell upon my mother's shoulders to select a few CD's from her collection to place in our mode of transport. what pressure of the 'utmost' kind...
my boys of course know Elvis and every word, so that was a hit.
Dixie Chicks was a winner for me... after all i could sing 'wide open spaces' until the cows come home, but 'my clan' did not feel it was safe for their ears or the other cars upon the road.
Roy Orbison didn't get much of a look in either as we discovered good old Neil... my childhood came flooding back and we can now sing to our hearts content, not fearing the narrow country lanes, the huge trucks whizzing past with inches to spare, or the tractors with big prongy things looking most menacing, causing me to close my eyes and send up a silent prayer to whoever may be listening...
she is thanking you most kindly for all your lovely lovely comments and will be back on friday with postcard #5 and the bestest 'thrifty find of the trip' to date. (don't you just love a cliff hanger) ~ Tif