Rain, rain, rain, no sign of Invisible Wife for a few days. Henry is staggering around with a new pal Otto. They are driving a very old Mercedes....erratically. I am waiting for the Invisible Wife to turn up with a flamethrower...
Friday, 28 October 2011
Juggling
Rain, rain, rain, no sign of Invisible Wife for a few days. Henry is staggering around with a new pal Otto. They are driving a very old Mercedes....erratically. I am waiting for the Invisible Wife to turn up with a flamethrower...
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Every sympathy. It's the same here. A composer I knew before he died (I was his rehearsal pianist) could reel off series of notes including the dièses and bémols (don't know what these are in Spanish) and expected me to be able to as well. And then it all gets muddled with the Brit tonic sol-fa system too. There's a French TV house makeover programme called 'Doh Mi Si La Doh Ré' i.e. Domicile adoré. Ho ho. I should pour yourself a double gin y tonica.
Ah I've caught you AND Christopher secretly chatting about composers!
So B is yes, no?
Chris: I never would have caught that in a million years. Un petit d'un petit sat on a wall...bemols and sostenidos here.
Rog:You'll be bach ken...
letout: Correct...and G is sol and sol mens sun...so would you tell a horse to sunup?
I did ask you to draw the curtains, Rosie - you know what Rog is like when he's on blogneighbourhood watch...
...and I have to add
Pousse y gâte, pousse y gâte
Et Arabe yeux bine?
Rover next door is on perimeter duty.
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