Virginia Water is a town I could not afford to live in. A report from October 2015 listed Virginia Water as the most expensive town (excepting individual London boroughs) for property in the UK, having an average house price exceeding £1m. The 2011 Census showed the population of Virginia Water to be 5,940. Many of the homes are situated on the Wentworth Estate, the home of the Wentworth Club which has four golf courses. The Ryder Cup was first played there. It is also home to the headquarters of the PGA European Tour, the professional golf tour. The estate reached the headlines in 1998 when General Augusto Pinochet was kept under house arrest in one of its houses prior to his extradition.
No cats, or blokes, were hurt in the writing of this poem! The boiler, however, is crying – all over the once dry bedding and towels. Happy Easter everyone.
Bridget had a few things to finish in order to find her inner peace.
She found it!
I heard a Doctor on TV saying at this time, when we all are forced to stay at home, we should focus on inner peace. To achieve this we should always finish things we start. Now or never! Time to finish old projects and calm down by doing so.
Thank you to Jim Adams, who hosts Song Lyric Sunday and gives us the chance to share lots of familiar, and some not so familiar, songs.
If you fancy sharing one of your favourite songs you can find out how to participate, and also listen to all the great entries, here.
This week Jim has given us the task of finding a song with La in the title, or lyrics. Now, surely, that is every single song ever written! If we don’t know the words what do we all do? We sing along with La, la, la, and it is international as shown in these German lyrics to the, now what’s it called? The La la la song!
Es gab so viele Lieder, die meine Mutter sang
Ich werde nie vergessen wie eines damals klang
Ein Lied von Einsamkeit, von Liebe und Glück
Die Träume meiner Kindheit bringt mir dieses Lied zurück
La lalala lalala lalala…
La lalala lalala la…
La lalala lalala lalala…
La lalala lalala la…
My first La song of pop memories just has to be Pat Boone’s 1962 hit “Speedy Gonzales”. You could sing along to it, dance to it, it was funny, and it introduced the UK audience to new food and drink. What more could we ask for?
Pat Boone (his really name) is still active at the age of 85 and was married, at age 19, to Shirley, who was also a recording artist and television personality. She died in January 2019.
It was a moonlit night in Old Mexico.
I walked alone between some old adobe haciendas.
Suddenly, I heard the plaintive cry of a young Mexican girl:
La la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la
la la la la.
You better come home Speedy Gonzales, away from tannery row.
Stop all of your drinking with that floosie named Flo!
Come on home to your adobe and slap some mud on the wall!
The roof is leaking like a strainer. There’s loads of roaches in the
hall.
(La la la la)
Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales),
why don’t you come home?
Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales),
how come you leave me all alone?
“He, Rosita, I have to go shopping downtown for my mother,
she needs some Tortillias and Chilli Pepper!”
La, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
la la.
Your doggie’s gonna have a puppy, and we’re running out of Coke.
no enchiladas in the icebox, and the television’s broke.
I saw some lipstick on your sweatshirt, I smell some perfume in your
ear.
Well, if you’re gonna keep on messin’, don’t bring your business back
a-here.
(La la la la)
Mmm, Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales),
why don’t you come home?
Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales),
how come you leave me all alone?
“He, Rosita, come quick!
Down at the cantina, they’re giving green stamps with Tequila!”
La, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
la la
La la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la
la la la la la.
"If only half of the history that has happened in Nottingham had happened in some other place, that place would be famous; but because it did happen here no one knows".
Thank you to Jim Adams, who hosts Song Lyric Sunday and gives us the chance to share lots of familiar, and some not so familiar, songs.
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