Lundi limerick #80

Wonky Wendy resided in Yatton

and had one skinny leg and a fat’n

With seventeen toes

and more than one nose

she went naked with only a hat on

 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yatton

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If you expand the panoramic view you may just be able to see Wendy’s fat leg sticking out from behind the church!

 

Song Lyric Sunday – March 22 2020 – Promised Land

song-lyric-sundayJim Adams’ Song Lyric Sunday gives us the chance to share familiar, and sometimes not so familiar, songs. This week we’re asked to go with Promise, Vow, or Oath and I’ve chosen to link to the word Promise.

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.

The song I’ve chosen is Promised Land originally recorded by  Chuck Berry to the melody of “Wabash Cannonball“, an American folk song.

In the lyrics, the singer (who refers to himself as “the poor boy”) tells of his journey from Norfolk, Virginia, to the “Promised Land”, Los Angeles, California, mentioning various cities in Southern states that he passes through on his journey. It has subsequently been performed by numerous other artists, including the Grateful Dead which should please Jim!!!

However, I reckon that the best cover of this song was provided by Johnnie Allan

He was Born in Rayne, Louisiana, and grew up in a musical family. At age six he obtained his first guitar and  by age thirteen he was playing with Walter Mouton and the Scott Playboys, a traditional Cajun music band. About two years later he switched to Lawrence Walker and the Wandering Aces, another traditional Cajun band.

Throughout the 1960s he pursued his music career while developing a distinguished career in education and would often use the school PA system to advertise his latest records!

He combined his love and expertise in music and education as the author of two books on Cajun culture.

Just look at this album cover. What a fantastic head of hair!

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I’m including two versions of the song. The original recording and a later supposedly live performance where they were miming!

Now that is accordion playing at its best!

Promised Land
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my mind
I straddled that Greyhound
And rode into Raleigh
And on across Caroline
We had motor trouble that turn into a struggle
Halfway across Alabam’
And that hound broke down and left us all stranded
In downtown Birmingham
Right away I brought me a through train ticket
Ridin’ across Mississippi clean
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
Smoking into New Orleans
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
Just to help me get to Houston Town
There are people there who care a little about me
And they won’t let the poor boy down
Sure as you’re born brought me a silk suit
Put luggage in my hand
And I woke up high over Alburquerque
On a jet to the promised land
Working on a T-bone steak a la carte
Flying over to the golden state
Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes
He would set us at the terminal gate
Swing low chariot come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia
Tidewater four ten o nine
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling
And the poor boy is on the line
Working on a T-bone steak a la carte
Flying over to the golden state
Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes
He would set us at the terminal gate
Swing low chariot come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia
Tidewater four ten o nine
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling
And the poor boy is on the line
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Andreas Behle / Christian Kundschaft / Mike Rejchel
Promised Land lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc, Universal Music Publishing Group

 

Twittering Tales #141 – 18 June 2019

It’s time again, for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge, to write a story, inspired by her picture prompt, in 280 characters or fewer.

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution.

Check out all the fabulously creative entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!

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Photo by Nathan Dumlao at Unsplash.com

The fortune teller told Simon that he would become a pillar of society, and his name would be emblazoned in all the newspapers. He would be famous.

Only when he saw all the photographers, with cameras poised, did he realise it was going to happen much sooner than anyone thought!

(278 characters)

Iron Nick — Little Fears

Pete, from Little Fears, was kind (or silly) enough to invite me to guest write for his fantastic site Little Fears. here is my feeble attempt to be half as funny, or punny, as Pete is. Pop over to his site to see his regular laughs by following the link below.

Thank you for this opportunity Pete!

To view the video you will need to go to the Little Fears site via the link at the bottom.

Iron Nick By Peter Matthews Iron Nick was really quite cheesed off. His boss kept badgering him to work harder. He was getting pretty steamed up about it all. Lucy, meanwhile, was egging Nick on. She advised him to tell the boss where to stick his lousy job. It became so heated that the three…

via Iron Nick — Little Fears

He’s not dead after all!

A post I wrote some time ago, (nearly 3 years ago, now that I look back,) speculated on what may have happened to a blogger who fades away into oblivion. Did they die? Were they incarcerated for the rest of their life, having killed the POTUS? Are they seriously ill, in hospital? Have they started to live off grid, with no access to modern living, or did they just decide enough was enough? 

Well, a notification in my email this morning showed that, at least, Cameron, The World’s Biggest Fridge Magnet, was alive and well, and that makes me very happy indeed!

If you have never read any of Cameron’s story, and you have time to spare, I would recommend that you have a look at his blog in detail. It is a story of desperation, of hope, of determination, of success, of setbacks, of huge effort to change his life for the better, and also to raise money and help others to change their lives for the better.

He’s a handsome guy, with a story to tell. He tells it well. He tells it with conviction. He’s not dead! 

Check out his latest post here.