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Halloween Party Shells #SillySaturday — November 4, 2017

Halloween Party Shells #SillySaturday

I have teamed up again with the talented Sandra (or Daffy as I like to call her), from Wild Daffodil  to bring you another bit of silliness this Saturday.  Sandra is incredibly artistic and creative, and I just love the images she has created out of shells, stones and flowers.

One of the nicest things about Sandra’s blog is that you never know what she is going to get up to next, from beach art to knitted wigs, and mandalas to making spirals in her garden.

Here is our little story for this week. The Shells have got together in all of their finery for Halloween for some dancing and a special picnic.

The Halloween party was in full swing

On the beach, in the middle of the night

The Shelleys were doing the ‘Moonwalk’

Under its bright, silvery light

Later, when they got hungry

Image Courtesy of Sandra Dorey

There was plenty for them to eat

Ghoulash, or stake and chips main course

Key Slime Pie or Pustard for sweet.

Drinks or course were a-plenty

Snot chocolate or a nice cup of pee

Maybe some whine would be better

For their Halloween festivities.

They all held hands as they walked home

Dressed as they were, all in white

I bet that if you had seen them

They would have given you a hell of a fright!

 

 

 

Halloween Shells #SillySaturday — October 28, 2017

Halloween Shells #SillySaturday

I have teamed up again with the talented Sandra (or Daffy as I like to call her), from Wild Daffodil  to bring you another bit of silliness this Saturday.  Sandra is incredibly artistic and creative, and I just love the images she has created out of shells, stones and flowers.

One of the nicest things about Sandra’s blog is that you never know what she is going to get up to next, from beach art to knitted wigs, and mandalas to making spirals in her garden.

Here is our little story for this week. The Shells are going to a Halloween Disco! Check out last week’s story here

 

 

On the scariest night of the year

Halloween Shells #Sillysaturday
Image courtesy of Sandra Dorey

The Halloween Disco was here

The Shelleys were so cool

Dressed as ghosties and ghouls,

Looking rather scary and weird

 

Thriller got them up on the floor

Monster Mash had them begging for more,

Bewitched went down well

As did Bat out of Hell

They danced as they’d never done before

Music: Why I am happy living in my own little time warp — October 27, 2017

Music: Why I am happy living in my own little time warp

I love music.  A few bars of a long-forgotten song can instantly transport me back in time to the moment I first heard it, evoking all kinds of memories”].  The first dance with someone special;  the song played over and over again just after a breakup; (perfect for having a good sob to),  or the one that I just HAVE to get up and dance to, despite having two left feet

Sugar sweet

The other night my husband and I were listening to an old 70’s CD, and I was musing over how music had changed so much over the years.  My elder sister was desperately in love with Donny Osmond, so my earliest memories were of the sweet, and innocent (might be a song title in there somewhere) songs that he and his family used to churn out prolifically throughout the 70’s.  In a similar vein there was David Cassidy (oh so handsome), David Essex (he’s still got it), and the Jacksons (always loved their music, not to mention their crazy outfits)!

Punk Rock

Then towards the end of the 70’s suddenly Punk Rock burst onto the scene with their spiky hairdos, safety pins, and bad language (You’ve got to love the Sex Pistols’ Friggin’ in the Riggin’).  What a complete turnaround!  Gone were the saccharine sweet lyrics, and the wholesome teenage heart-throb. Say hello to  lyrics written to offend, SHOUTED, rather than sang, and the bands as well as the fans, puking all over each other or fighting just for the sheer hell of it.

New Romantics

The 80s though were my favourite, a bit classier.  The New Romantic look had taken off and bands like ABC, Duran Duran and Spandau Ballet, were dominating the charts. God knows they probably gave a huge boost to the cosmetics industry as well, with their carefully applied, perfectly made-up faces, (It didn’t put me off Phil Oakey from Human League, though, and I still have a bit of a thing for him)!

Disco

Disco was big through the 70s and 80’s as well, with groups like the Bee Gees  (not blessed in the looks department, but still had a huge following),  Chic, and The Jacksons, (particularly Michael.  He really came into his own in the 80s, and their music guaranteed a full dance floor at the one and only nightclub we had in our town back then),

 

Fashion

Oh, yes, how I loved the music.  Of course, there were also the rather dubious ‘fashions’ that went along with the music, but the less said about those the better! I cringe anytime a photo crops up of me in that era, with my garish makeup, awful, clothes, and even worse hair.  I was blissfully unaware at the time, as everyone else looked just as bad, (or good as we thought then)!  Even my poor bald husband had spiky hair and highlights, (He does miss his hair, Bless him).

Teenage music now

My daughter despairs whenever she gets in my car, and Gilbert O’ Sullivan is singing a jaunty little number, or Kate Bush is wailing pitifully from the CD player.  She has not quite learned to appreciate good music yet, no matter how much I exposed her to it!

The stuff she likes to listen to (like Nicki Minaj,  Rihanna, Justin Bieber etc) involves people ‘twerking’ or some kind of bump and grind routine.  (The most risqué band I can remember were Imagination or the bloke from Cameo that used to wear that ‘codpiece’ over his trousers)!

She also likes Eminem (actually so do I), but it is hardly easy listening for a young, impressionable child.  I remember when Frankie Goes to Hollywood released ‘Relax’ and   Radio 1 banned it, sending it soaring to the number one spot!  Once I twigged what the lyrics were about, I was shocked they had managed to get away with it for so long.  (Even though the Sex Pistols were around before them,  the DJs were not allowed to play their music the radio).   Now though they just blank out or bleep the bad bits.  It is pretty obvious what is being blanked out, though.

Christmas Songs

Another thing, not many recent artists have managed to produce a decent Christmas song.  Who can compete with Slade, Wizzard, Elton John,  Wham, and even good old Cliff Richard ?(you got to hand it to him, he does try). When I was younger, we watched ‘Top of the Pops’ Christmas Day to see who had made the prestigious number one spot.  Now, though it’s always the winner of  X Factor or some such show that gets the Christmas number 1.  Not exactly a surprise.

Still, although I do enjoy some of the music that is around now, I am more than happy to live in my little musical time warp, as I merrily screech along to my favourite songs from yesteryear blaring out in my car.

 

Episode 152: Disco Boy Dance Off. — February 8, 2015

Episode 152: Disco Boy Dance Off.

Oh I am so disappointed! I missed out an a prank carried out not too far away from where I live,  which is right up my street!

A local man decided to liven up a cold and dreary Saturday by turning up at his local Supermarket wearing nothing but a pair of rather unflattering purple shorts and one of those fleecy hats with the ear flaps.

The reason for his visit? He wanted to get the shoppers dancing, He had  trundled in a large sound system with a miniature disco ball which projected coloured lights, and set himself up in one of the aisles.

He was just drawing a bit of a crowd with UB40 and Paco Banton blaring out ‘Baby Come Back’ to get them warmed up when a grumpy looking Security Guard approached him.

Undeterred, he whipped out his microphone and asked to be left alone to get on with the show. This was not going to happen, he was asked to leave the store. Despite his protestations, to leave his stuff alone, the Security Guard was getting ready to manhandle ‘DiscoBoy (as he likes to be known) and his gear out.

Defeated, DiscoBoy left the building, and it was back to business as usual. What a shame. He didn’t even get to show off his dance moves!

I think they should have left him alone for a while to cheer people up…what about you?

Disco Boy in action

Episode 149: Love On The Dancefloor….. — February 7, 2015

Episode 149: Love On The Dancefloor…..

Ahhh young love; most of us can remember our first crush, the butterflies when seeing them, the giggling with our friends  and the scraps of paper passed back and forth with little love messages on them…..and then the first kiss.

When I was about a young teen, I remember going to the local youth club with my older brother and younger sister. There used to be a disco with a DJ (who became a bit of a celebrity in the county before later before falling from grace) once a week which we used to love.

I remember on one occasion, some of my brothers’ friends using their catapults with creme eggs as missiles to shoot out the lights in the ceiling (God knows why, but you don’t question this kind of behaviour as a kid as you think it is funny)! Once the lights were down (literally) the dancing could begin!

The era was the late 1970s. The music was extremely varied and many of the sings had their own dances associated with them. Now I have always had 2 left feet, but everyone used to get up on the dance floor so of course I joined in….

Who could resist the clomping about to Status Quo? There were two rows of people on opposite sides facing each other, and as far as I can remember, you would lean forward lifting the back leg then lean back lifting the front leg then somehow, with a clomp and a twirl, you had swapped places with the person opposite you (assuming you had got the moves right and had not bashed into each other)!

Does anyone remember the dance that was done to Mud’s Tiger feet, and a few other songs as well? You know the one, hands on hips elbows out, then lean in twice with the left elbow, lean back twice, then forward with the right elbow, and so on. This was taken so seriously. My God, if you dared walk past someone at the wrong moment you were in danger of getting your eye blacked with a bony elbow!

My favourite was Boney M’s  ‘Brown Girl In The Ring’. This involved a bit of fancy footwork, a twirl and a clap! Now my coordination is pretty rubbish but I loved having a go at this one, especially if I managed to get through the record without messing up my moves!

Anyway,  back to the first crush. At the end of the evening the lights the DJ would always put a couple of slow numbers on so that gave boys the opportunity to ask a girl to dance with them (NEVER the other way around, we were ladies after all)! The girls would all be standing about nonchalantly chatting whilst desperately hoping they would get approached. I had my eye on a boy with the nickname of ‘ Bruiser’! (God knows why, he was pretty short and skinny, maybe he was the one that bruised easily rather than bruised others)!

Well one night, my luck was finally in and I got asked to dance by the boy of my dreams, I was so thrilled as we clumsily shuffled about to ‘Emotion’ by Samantha Sang. it was the best disco ever!

Just before the slow dances finished he asked me if I would like to go outside as there was a park right next to the hall. I grabbed his hand and off we went, Off course it was pretty dark by now. and I had not seen a piece of black fencing on the ground, you guessed it, I went flat on my face (well knee actually)! He helped me up, and I ignored the pain as I hobbled over to the swings with him, blood trickling down my leg.

That was the night I had my first kiss…. my knee was throbbing, bloody and muddy, and the kiss was rather wet and slobbery!

I was in heaven!

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