Now, be honest! Who can truthfully say that they have never asked, implored, or beseeched the Good Lord to let them win The Lottery? Surely it can’t just be me! I have even resorted to a little blackmail: Dear Lord, if you let me win this week, I will see to it that others get a share. You see I’m not remotely greedy, I just want to be the ‘Bringer of Wealth and Joy’ to the world… well the nation….. county?…town?….street?…neighbour? NO ONE PERSON needs a prize of forty seven million pounds but let ME win and I’ll start by making forty six other unsuspecting people, millionaires! I think that is a very reasonable argument. (Some of you, with a maths degree, may have noticed that I am holding onto a million for myself -well giving it ALL away would be quite mad don’t you think?) Continue reading
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Backing Down…
I don’t know what I’ve done but it’s obviously been a stretch too far. I have a sore back. I can walk (gingerly)but find it excruciatingly painful to sit down, stand up, laugh, cough or sneeze. I’ve had to cancel two engagements – one involving my weekly lunch date with ‘The Danglers’ – so called because we were all partial to dangling earrings. This little club was founded about fourteen years ago and there have been changes over time. There are many other parts of us now ‘dangling’ so the name is still relevant! Continue reading
Thank you for the music…
… at St. Michaels Parish Church, Linlithgow where NYCoS West Lothian Choirs entertained us beautifully on Sunday evening.There is nothing quite like a young disciplined choir of pure, melodious crystal clear voices rising and falling effortlessly under the baton of their dedicated director. Well done to Graham Boyce and team ( I would happily have stayed for more carols!) I am no stranger to choirs myself and Ciara is often surprised that her Nana knows lots of her programme of music. Continue reading
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