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Chanson de la Semaine

To avoid repeating myself on a weekly basis and lose the interest of our regular fan, I will point you towards Week 68 in the Archive for an explanation of why I am suddenly featuring a piece of music each week. Incidentally, the Archive Pics with a little audio icon on them are the ones which will have this little feature..beginning, of course, with Week 68.

After a week's break and adventures on other shores, we both feel brighter and elevated - and so my song selection is going to reflect that. I've rummaged around the bottom of the toy box for this week's song. It was written during my long term imprisonment in a recording studio and is called 'The Lost World'. Despite it's grim title it's a jolly tune even though it has a 'don't-fear-the-reaper' subtext - a bit like life really.

You've probably already seen a blue or yellow band at the top of the page asking if you want to run this program and showing a 'Run Active X' tab. Click on that and then click on 'Run' and a little CD player should open below the song title. Press Play, Stop or Whatever.

'The Lost World'

Week 80
Kitchen and Bathroom

The house interior seems to grind on with the speed of land formation. Other jobs seem to take priority and little jobs never seem to get done. Anyway the kitchen tiling was finished long ago and the Bathroom is three quarter tiled. So I though I'd just show a quick update this week.

Boats and Canals

We've just come back from a week in Holland. We stayed in Leiden with my mate Steve, Andrea - his other half - and queen-of-chill sproglette, Ros. We were fed and pampered and had a very indulged time. In between that we went to Amsterdam.

Saturday was the main day of Pride Weekend in Amsterdam and, as is our tradition, Steve and the Leiden massive drive over to Amsterdam and we spend Saturday watching the Canal Parade, drink a lot of beer and go for a curry. As close to perfection as is possible on this earthly plane. The Parade lasts about three hours and normally consists of lots of barges decked out with corporate or muncipal colours containing lots of willing employees doing an imitiation of the Halifax ad and trying to show how un-selfconcious and limber they can all be. Every now and then a barge would go past full of very elegant men in women's clothes showing everyone else how it really should be done - all in the best possible taste, of course. All of Amsterdam comes out to watch the Parade, either from their boat perches at the water's edge or from the bridges and streets overlooking the canal. The effect is electric and everybody is up for a party. Picture one is not what you're thinking - the barge is carrying a facsimile of the street bollards of amsterdam. Honi soit qui mal y pense.

Incidentally we met up with our mate John in Amsterdam and he features in the latest series of 'Why We Love Each Other - misfits in love': pic 14. Sorry John but I couldn't resist. At the very end of the Parade all the audience boats coverge behind the barges and totally clog up the canal, no pun intended, it all adds to the mayhem and fun.

The guy in the last picture is a street artist who strips down to a very unflattering thong and performs gyrations 15 feet up a length of rope, well it is Amsterdam and I think he must be of pensionable age. There's hope for us all.

The Garden

The garden was bone dry when we returned, but after a good hosing and weed session it's back to it's verdant self. Shame we're not particularly partial to courgettes because we're growing them in industrial size and quantity.


Ray and Ann, who get frequent mentions on this page, recently came back from a trip to Versailles and contributed some pics. Bleak but magnificent - Versailles, that is. So get your goggle boxes round these.