The Bank Holiday weekend has opened just as we might expect - rain, rain, and more rain. Hey ho.
A three-day break gives us a chance to get really started on the big task in hand - for we (through circumstances not of our own making, nor by choice) have to "up sticks" and relocate once more; to a new Dolores Delargo Towers...
Since the news was broken to us (unceremoniously, out of the blue, by our house-sharer - on the morning of the Eurovision party, I might add, in an email), we have been gritting our teeth, and have embarked upon the inevitably tedious task of cleaning down and boxing, bagging or bubble-wrapping our gargantuan collection of CDs, books, pictures and the assembled ephemera that goes with what we call "home". That task continues bit-by-bit for the next few weeks till we move - garden plants and all.
It is tiring, but sometimes surprisingly rewarding - as once more, forgotten memorabilia briefly surfaces from the backs of drawers before being secreted away again, waiting for its next location...
Let us take our minds off all this for a while with another "timeslip moment" back to the carefree days of thirty years ago. From this week in 1984, here's the very calming sounds of Everything But The Girl and the sublime Each and Everyone:
If you ever feel the time
To drop me a loving line
Maybe you should just think twice
I don't wait around on your advice
You tell me I can go this far oh, but no more
Try to show me heaven and then slam the door
You offer shelter at a price much too dear
And your kind of love's the kind that soon disappears
So don't brag how you have changed
And everything's been rearranged
I thought all that was over and done
But I still get the same from each and everyone
Being kind is just a way to keep me under your thumb
And I can cry because that's something we've always done
You tell me I'm free of the past now and all those lies
Then offer me the same thing in a different guise
You tell me I can go this far oh, but no more
Try to show me heaven and then slam the door
You offer shelter at a price much too dear
And your kind of love's the kind that soon disappears
Ah... That's better.
Everything But The Girl official website
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