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A blog about simple pleasures, and more complicated stuff as well. Respectfully dedicated to the delicious fruit beverage of my childhood.
About Me
And I shall drive my chariot
Down your streets a-cryin'
"Hey, its me! I'm dynamite
And I don't know why."
Down your streets a-cryin'
"Hey, its me! I'm dynamite
And I don't know why."
Refreshments and Inspirations
Blog Archive
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2008
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September
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- The Seven Ages Of Gordie - #2
- The Seven Ages of Gordie - #1
- Friendship Is Light
- Music From Mathematics
- Warriors In Love
- Funny. Sexy. Drunk. Italian.
- History
- Went Through A Stage
- Peggy Suicide Bomber Llama Bomber Looe
- Nightmare By A Rocking Cradle
- This Used To Be The Future
- Song For My Father
- How The Internet Works Or Not
- Song For My Mother
- Death Letter
- Every One Of These Sentences Is The Expression of ...
- Today has been a Fucked-Up Day
- In The Repository of Dangerous Things
- That's When You Fall - #1
- Women, Fire, and Dangerous Things
- My 10cc Top Ten
- A Gift from God
- I Am The World's Forgotten Boy
- I Am The World's Forgotten Boy
- The Asteroids Galaxy Tour
- The World Isn't Going To End At Lunchtime
- A Pale Blue Dot
- A Small Blue Thing
- Ready To Be Led Astray
- Better When We're Together
- Cock Blocking Canada
- Bangin' Tune
- My Reward
- Gordie Gets Real
- Thought for the Day
- The Passage of Time
- It Might As Well Rain Until September
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Vimto is the name of a delicious mixed fruit drink made by Nichols PLC. Please locate your nearest stockist and start drinking it by the gallon.
6 comments:
Gadzooks his Sandman is sick!
Do kids still use that term?
Either way his funky treatment will replace the images of those awkward headbangin' Metalheads that I store in the dark corners of me noggin.
I heard Chris Martin say "Gimme a sick beat" to Pharrell Williams, but I think they're both quite old guys nowadays.
"Gadzooks" is tad passe, but still state of the art in Saskatchewan, I believe.
erm, how old is "my age", dear gordie?
It begins with an F... and ends with a long sigh.
I'm old enough to remember David Cassidy walking on the moon. (Or was it Sting?)
I remember when Mrs Thatcher stole our school milk. I remember when Mark Spitz looked like Freddie Mercury, and Freddie Mercury still looked like a girl. And nobody admitted to being gay, except David Bowie, who later admitted he'd been lying.
"Femme de Menage - A woman of my age" (Entry in Spike Milligan's French phrase book.)
Talking of music, I saw the legendary Freddy Mercury and Queen as a support band. In 1973 they opened for the awesome Mott the Hoople at the Bournemouth Winter Gardens. See, I can be packed and ready for a nostalgia trip at a moment's notice.
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