Song Lyric Sunday 22/09/2019 – Sung by the world famous singer Florian Cloud de Bounevialle Armstrong

img_1345-3Thank you to Jim Adams, who hosts Song Lyric Sunday and gives us the chance to share lots of familiar, and some not so familiar, tunes.

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.

Well, what a choice this week. Clothing /Hat /Pants /Scarf /Shirt /Shoes /Tie. My head was spinning, along with the vinyl, and I came up with so many choices, but finally chose that well known singer whose name appears in the title.

Yes, that really is her name, and she has an older brother called Rowland Constantine O’Malley Armstrong.

As children they were known as Rollo, and Dido.

The song lyrics describe a single woman returning from holiday to the drudgery of everyday life. She reminisces about a romantic encounter she had while away. The music video represents the song’s plot, with surreal and symbolic images of a beach city and the lovers in a house, playing dominos, sitting in the street, and at a party, mixed with images of Dido alone, and a truck unloading sand in the street. It was directed by Alex De Rakoff and Dido’s love interest was portrayed by Erik Fellows.

I hope you enjoy Sand in My Shoes.

Sand in My Shoes

Dido

Two weeks away feels like the whole world should have changed,
But I’m home now, and things still look the same
I think I’ll leave it ’til tomorrow to unpack,
Try to forget for one night that I’m back in my flat
On the road where the cars never stop going through the night,
To a life where I can’t watch the sun set
I don’t have time
I don’t have time

I’ve still got sand in my shoes,
And I can’t shake the thought of you
I should get on, forget you
But why would I want to?
I know we said goodbye,
Anything else would have been confused
But I want to see you again

Tomorrow’s back to work and down to sanitation,
Run a bath and then clear up the mess I made before I left here
Try to remind myself that I was happy here,
Before I knew that I could get on a plane and fly away,
From the road where the cars never stop going through the night,
To a life where I can watch the sun set,
And take my time
Take all my time

I’ve still got sand in my shoes,
And I can’t shake the thought of you
I should get on, forget you
But why would I want to?
I know we said goodbye,
Anything else would have been confused
But I want to see you again

I want to see you again

I want to see you again

Two weeks away,
All it takes,
To change and turn me around, 
I’ve fallen
I walked away,
And never said,
That I wanted to see you,
Again

I’ve still got sand in my shoes,
And I can’t shake the thought of you
I should get on, forget you
But why would I want to?
I know we said goodbye,
Anything else would have been confused
But I want to see you again

I’ve still got sand in my shoes,
And I can’t shake the thought of you
I should get on, forget you
But why would I want to?
I know we said goodbye,
Anything else would have been confused
But I want to see you again

I want to see you again
I want to see you again

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Richard W Nowels / Dido Armstrong / Rollo Armstrong

Sand in My Shoes lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc, Spirit Music Group

 

A bonus track of White Flag

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 23/12/2018 – Season

img_1345-3Well, I guessed wrongly!

Having had “Boys”, then “Girls”, I just lost the shirt off my back by betting on “Babies”.

However, it is the season of a baby so I could have gone with my original idea, but I won’t!

I’m not even going to give you the lyrics to this song, you’ll know most of them anyway. So, just sit back, relax, and enjoy a bit of fun. I defy you not to smile a little bit!

I hope you all have a relaxing and enjoyable Christmas, and that the New Year is one with a bit of fun, lots of good health, a modicum of success, the love of family and friends, and some good music!

To view the fantastic opportunity that Helen continues to give us all, to share music new and old, known, and unknown, click here.  Thank you Helen.

Twittering Tale #95 – Raindrops on Glass – 31 July 2018

It’s time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creative souls. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 280 characters or fewer.

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Photo by markusspiske at Pixabay.com

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here.

I do love a seaside holiday.
So do I, but not the West coast of Ireland!
You must agree there’s some fantastic scenery?
I would, if I could see it!
It’s getting lighter over there.
That’s just wishful thinking.
Oh, come on. Be more positive.
Two more pints of guinness please landlord!

(278 characters)

 

50 Yards of Florence;

Join John on his tour of 50 yards of Florence. It is beautiful, and totally missed by all the crocodiles of tourist groups

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The medieval lanes and streets and alleys provide welcome breaks of shade from the heat and the sun, and occasionally from the crocodile lines of tourist groups faithfully following their guides.  But you tire easily for you are not so young now, the back hurts a bit, the legs ache,  the sun is hot, you need to pause, to sit down, recover a little and you look for a pavement bar or café. But they can be intimidating these Italian bars and cafés,  and you pass that one and avoid this one and then you come across a rough looking bar in a little rough looking space, a small scruffy square; there is graffiti on the walls and a few battered tables and chairs clustered outside the very ordinary and un-prepossessing door of the bar “Mingo”  There is a van, and a motor cycle lazily  parked across the small square…

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Yay, Yay it’s Saturday…

The pet that poops breakfast has to be one of the best advertising slogans ever!

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22D26ADA-0AAC-47BC-9FC0-B1AC19464DB1Roosters and chicken running amok are still pretty prevalent on Kauai.  This is one of several that walk around our resort everyday, especially by the outdoor bar and grill, waiting for people to finish their meal.  And crowing.  Loudly.  At any time of the day.

From what I know, Hurricane Iniki decimated the island back in 1992 and that’s when the chickens and roosters’ coops and hen houses were destroyed; chickens having been originally brought over for food and roosters for cock fighting.  Now they are more feral than domesticated and if you’re not prepared for them running loose, it’s quite a sight and sound!  But I also understand they keep the island’s bug population way down.  I kind of enjoy them now and even have a rooster Christmas tree ornament from Kauai!

And here’s a little meme from Facebook that fits right in…

chickens poop breakfast

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Sunday sayings #16 and a bit more

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Particularly at this time of year!

However, there is always lots to be thankful for. Family, friends, a warm home, good food, and YOU.

I’m really grateful for all of my followers, and for those that I follow, on WordPress.

I love the humour, the candour, the help, the advice, the comments, the really serious posts, the absolutely zany posts, the travel, the food, the photos, the recommendations. Some blogs I read every single word, some blogs I dip in and out of, some I visit infrequently. I consider you all as friends.

Thank you one and all, and may I wish you (an early) Happy New Year. I hope that 2018 brings good health, peace, contentment and as much success in your writing/blogging as you would wish.

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AND THANK YOU

Missing!

Did anyone notice I’d gone?

and my postings this week totalled one?

Was there anyone there

who gave half a care?

I think that the answer is NONE!

 

I did find the time for some reading

of stories and facts and hearts bleeding.

I’d add the odd thought

On those blogs that had caught

my attention whilst I was proceeding

 

We’ve been on vacation all week.

Sun, sea, and the sand we did seek.

We journeyed together,

were lucky with weather,

with only one day that was bleak!