Thursday, September 6, 2018

Being the Last Day of August, 2018 ...

Is this the end of the summer?


Louise tells us that, meteorologically
speaking, YES, it is!

Never mind.
There are lots of good songs about autumn.
Here's one ...





Paul wept uncontrollably while hoping and waiting.
Ken performed a song relating to his silver wedding anniversary.
Mave hid under the table at this lyric ...
Ten thousand men you say you've had!

Mave readily composed herself and ventured into holiness ...

Gonna walk to the glory!

Roger was circumspect about the death of a British General ...

I die contented!

Dogsbody considered mythical beings ...

... we were always here!

Bryan soliloquised.
Bryan is the only person I have ever met who can spell that word.
He can pronounce it ... and even do the action!
Bryan is not too keen on plastic women on Saturday TV ...

Beware, Bryan.
Gaby would eat you for breakfast!

Mick played a track from his new album ...





Then we went home ...

I wonder if anyone dreamed about Berry?

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