Oh my darlin' oh my darlin'... oh my darlin Clementine....

You are lost and gone forever, kilo number sixty nine.....!

(you'll just have to imagine me singing that for the full effect - I have a wonderful* singing voice.)

First skidded into this range last week and have held the loss this week (i.e. didn't lose any more this week meh). That is most likely due to a few too many 'revenge' pancake shots at the pub.... oh dear took the me time the wrong way I think!

Never mind, moving onwards and, well, um, downwards I hope! In honour of kilo 69 aka Clementine, I have decided to pick two songs.... because this is my blog and I can Ha!

and this classic

Now that's the 60's baby yeah!!!

* 'wonderful' - of a sort that causes or arouses wonder; amazing; astonishing. i.e. not necessarily good.
I have a voice that would best be compared to an old, toothless, homeless African American gentleman with a dubious relationship with straight whisky. Perfect for the blues then.

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Oh dear....

It's one of those days and I'm afraid this is one of those posts -

You know the ones.... it's a RANT baby and there is nothing I can do to stop it.... (well there probably is, but I won't) I know you don't want to read it but I have to have a whinge somewhere so here it is.

I've got a case of the sads :-(  Feel as if I'm surrounded by a lot of people who have a lot of problems / issues / hang ups and that I'm stuck in the middle of it expected to be nice about it and give them lots of love.



Edvard Munch; The Scream; 1893



And I do love them. And I care. But right now I really just wish they'd all F off somewhere, because I'm tired, I have nothing left and I am left quite literally screaming inside in an effort to maintain the calm exterior.

A lot of this is my fault - like everyone the person I am is made up of all different traits, some good, some bad, some ugly and some just somewhere in the middle. One of my (possibly?) best traits is that I am (usually) a nice person, I see both sides of the story and I'm caring. Or another way of seeing this is (and I'm quoting actual comments here lol) that I'm a door mat & a fence sitter.

Which is about right - seeing everyone's point of view and being understanding often means that I get really good of not saying what I think or pushing what I want to do.

Which is where I am now.

Well there you have it - Rant over! Definitely time for a bit of ME time and standing up for myself I think.

Reaching for the oxygen mask so I can help others - Have a good weekend peeps :-)

I'm livin' in the 70's (no more!)

Weigh in Wednesday and Huzzah have now made it out of the 70's!

Hit it in at 69 so went searching for the perfect tune from 1970 to farewell that century - so many to choose from but can't go past this beauty...

what a riff...

what an awesome song...

what a name! Ladies & Gentlemen, I present to you Norman Greenbaum's Spirit in the Sky: