A worker's prerogative

It has been a long time since I last blogged; however, let's skip over the usual apologies and just move on. I am lazy, after all.

I am writing this on my new laptop. It is Toshiba...not sure what make. There is the word 'Satellite' printed on it, however. It cost £599 from John Lewis - the Shop at the Top. I should consider a career in advertising.

OK, considered - no.

Only two weeks (well, 9 days now) left at school - then it is over. 13 years of formal education ended - not, as some famous person once said, with a bang, but with a whimper. Everyone at school seems very dejected now - depressed and despairing, with the ominous shadow of exams looming over us.

Hit me with your rythym stick; it's nice to be a lunatic.

Listening to an album I found - Ian Dury and the Blockheads. A great band; surprised I have not heard more of them. Including the classic song, 'Reasons to be Cheerful'.

I am feeling rather cheerful right now, so here's the song's lyrics (with my own comments):

Why don't you get back into bed [repeated quite a few times...a tad depressing.]

Reasons to be cheerful part 3

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Summer, Buddy Holly, the working folly [True, also true but he's dead, for the word folly]
Good golly Miss Molly and boats [Ooooooh yes. And sure, why not.]
Hammersmith Palais, the Bolshoi Ballet [Never heard of either.]
Jump back in the alley and nanny goats [Together? Sick. Plain sick.]

18-wheeler Scammels, Domenecker camels [Camels! Yes!]
All other mammals plus equal votes [Obviously.]
Seeing Piccadilly, Fanny Smith and Willy [Heh. Fanny. Willy.]
Being rather silly, and porridge oats [Yup. These are wise men.]

A bit of grin and bear it, a bit of come and share it [More of both is needed.]
You're welcome, we can spare it - yellow socks [I have none. Maybe I should.]
Too short to be haughty, too nutty to be naughty [That's me.]
Going on 40 - no electric shocks [Aah, the middle-age insulatory effect.]

The juice of the carrot, the smile of the parrot [Damn parrot ate my carrot.]
A little drop of claret - anything that rocks [No claret; plenty of rocks.]
Elvis and Scotty, days when I ain't spotty, [Beam him up.]
Sitting on the potty - curing smallpox [An Elvis reference? Cheap joke.]

Reasons to be cheerful part 3
Reasons to be cheerful part 3
Reasons to be cheerful part 3
Reasons to be cheerful part 3

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Reasons to be cheerful part 3

Health service glasses [Yes! Mine were free.]
Gigolos and brasses [Now steady on there.]
Round or skinny bottoms [Ummm...sure.]

Take your mum to Paris [Not in the near future.]
Lighting up the chalice [Satanic rituals? Maybe not...]
Wee willy harris [Sounds like a great bloke.]

Bantu Stephen Biko, listening to Rico [No idea.]
Harpo, Groucho, Chico [Go Marx! Communist comedy.]

Cheddar cheese and pickle, the Vincent motorsickle [Desperate for a rhyme.]
Slap and tickle [Heh.]
Woody Allen, Dali, Dimitri and Pasquale [In one glorious blend.]
balabalabala and Volare [Nonsense. Just silly.]

Something nice to study, phoning up a buddy [Bingo.]
Being in my nuddy [Every day.]
Saying hokey-dokey, singalonga Smokey [It works, it's true.]
Coming out of chokey [The sweet smell of freedom. That damn rat.]

John Coltrane's soprano, Adi Celentano
Bonar Colleano [No idea. Something about singing.]

Reasons to be cheerful part 3
Reasons to be cheerful part 3
Reasons to be cheerful part 3
Reasons to be cheerful part 3

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Yes yes
dear dear
perhaps next year
or maybe even never

in which case

Reasons to be cheerful part 3 [And goes on...]


A great song. I urge you to download it immediately. Or ask me to send it to you.