Six impossible things before breakfast revisited
Following the completion of daily blogging for a year I felt the need to revisit one of my favorite blogs. As above. I look at my Alice in Wonderland ‘Six Impossible things before breakfast’ fridge magnet every morning upon wakening and it makes me smile.
In completing all my blogs yesterday-I was 3 weeks behind-I actually did something that I had almost believed was impossible . But back to this morning. Here are my six impossible things before breakfast.
1.Be grateful for all the blessings in my life and spellcheck the word possibel –Possible
2.. Get Buzz to stop growling at passers-by because he maybe doesn’t like the cut of their jib-Possible as I have a new ultrasonic gizmo.
3.Write my blog- on the day, not three weeks behind- Possible.
4.Look in the mirror and ignore my self-critic- Possible.
5.Resist having two gorgeous coconut protein balls made by my friend- Possible.– I had three. Only messin.
6.Have my prayers answered that a very dear friend facing breast cancer treatment has received news that it has not spread- Possible
As that great Cork man Mr. Ford once said- ‘Whether I think I can or cannot. Either way I am right’. Some days I work this philosophy and others not so well. But I have learnt that progress and not perfection are what work for me. And Buzz has just barked in agreement.
All the best
What a day. I was driving along minding my own business whilst talking to the vet on my handsfree phone. An appointment I had booked needed to be cancelled. Finn had a little sore on his back leg which did not appear to be healing and I had decided to book an appointment at the vet. Eventually he licked it better which was a relief. I believe he has learnt his exemplary licking skills from Dr.Buzz, his fellow Morkie.
Mid call I spotted a beautiful pheasant crossing the road in front of me. I had never before seen a pheasant crossing the road and was in a degree of shock. Travelling at the correct speed limit did not allow me to slow down in time. I screamed down the phone to the vet’s receptionist who was unsurprisingly taken aback. The thought that I had possibly killed one of the most beautiful birds with my car had put me in a degree of shock. I frantically looked in my rear view mirror to see if it was still alive. To my relief it had survived as it had reached the other side of the road. Albeit minus a few tail feathers.
When I eventually got home, I felt like shaking my own tailfeather with joy. And then I realized that I do not have a tailfeather but a fine arse. Which I shook instead.
All the best
I attended a lovely party over the weekend for a very dear elderly friend. I have met her on many occasions over the last may years as we meet when walking our dogs. The girl that hosted the party pulled out all of the stops. Gazebo, bunting, fairy lights, cakes galore and the most magnificent fire pit. I later found out that she was an event organizer which was no surprise considering the general party standard.
Turning up in my duds was not such a good idea. For some reason I expected maybe two or three people and not a party fit to be a ticketed only event. Several dogs were also in attendance in honor of the birthday lady’s love of dogs.
We heard yelping and discovered that two dogs were entwined following a frisky interlude. They appeared to be unable to become unstuck. It was quite frightening to witness as I had never seen it before. Most of us were unsure as to what to do as you could see that they were uncomfortable. We left well enough alone which eventually worked. We all laughed about it once they did become unstuck. I mentioned that the same thing had happened me the night before which got a laugh.
This video describes the event as I could not understand why they were back-to-back. It looked very painful.
All the best
The Prodigy ‘Breathe’.
This is my favourite Prodigy song. From the eponymous ‘Fat of the Land’ album. A number of the songs from this album were used in the movie ‘Hackers’ with Angelina Jolie and Johnny Lee Miller. ‘Music for the jilted generation’ was its predecessor and saw them gain global acclaim and recognition.
I had the very great pleasure of seeing The Prodigy play at Electric Picnic a number of years ago. Their music is visceral for me. I relate to their raw energy and anti-establishment stance.
Apparently, they refused to appear on Top of The Pops as it was too commercial which was a very brave move when they were starting out. I never realised that their style is known as electronic punk. ‘Godfathers of rave’ was a term used to describe them which to me is a perfect description.
The track ‘Smack my bitch up’ was banned around the world as people believed it glorified male to female violence. The song actually refers to a guy injecting his girlfriend with heroine. As ‘smack ‘ is the slang for heroin. The following clip is an orchestral version of Voodoo People.
The Prodigy Orchestra Voodoo People
In the following clip Keith Flint and Richard Russell discuss their perspective on the lawless rave years.
The rave years with Keith Flint and Richard Russell
I wonder if they will ever replace Keith ? It would be a very challenging task as he was so talented and unique. Here is hoping.
All the best