Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Having The Blues

Yes I also listened wept to The Speech. However, soon after it was over the blues kicked in. What is the point of listen to this alone in a hotel room with a box of tissues (I tend to be carried away lightly), when there is a man in your life you want to grow old with gracefully. Call me greedy, but I want more. I want his hands on me. All over me. Now. Subito!

Sinéad O’Connor - I Want Your (Hands On Me)

1 comment:

Mickle in NZ said...

Oooo dear, m'dear Gomad. Has your caring Employer sent you to India for the whole of January?

Hope you are home soon, and get some days off work to make up for your extended hours in India.

Care and huggles, Mickle and Zeb