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Once I go down the rabbit hole of watching Monty Python, I always find it hard to stop.  It generally becomes a spontaneous giggleathon.

The People’s Front of Judea-‘Wren’s livers, Badger’s spleens…………… Bag of Otter’s noses please

https://youtu.be/WboggjN_G-4

On occasion when I buying a coffee and fancy something on the side to go with it, I am sorely tempted to ask for ‘A bag of Otter’s noses please? ’Just to see the reaction.  Up until now I have resisted but one day I will.

What have the Romans ever done for us? Like everything with Monty Python, they were way ahead of their time.

https://youtu.be/uvPbj9NX0zc

This is my go-to thought when in conversation and somebody mentions the merits of a particular organization that is generally disliked by the group. Whilst with a group of friends the other day the hot chestnut of the merits of social media came up.

We all agreed that it can often be ruinous to a person’s mental health and that it may also act as a launch pad for the ego.  But someone pointed out the fact that we have instant news at our finger tips.  And I added that having funny video clips at hand is marvelous for my mental health.

The fact that we can stay in touch with friends worldwide and see their photos was also mentioned.  But apart from all of this what has social media ever done for us………. Answers please in the comments section below.

And finally.

‘Romans go Home’ has to be my all-time favorite roman/English lesson.

https://youtu.be/0lczHvB3Y9s

Have a very silly Monty Python Day.

 

All the best

Stay fab

Adele

Life of Brian – Alms for an ex-Leper

https://youtu.be/U74s8nFE7No

This scene never fails to crack me up. Perhaps my obsession for the last 40 years with this movie may have something to do with it.  I have mentioned it before and at the risk of being a ‘Monty Python’ nerd – Well, let’s just say that I am and take the risk element out of it- it has to be one of the funniest movies ever made.

There are several scenes that I watch if I need a good hearty chuckle and or guffaw.

‘Biggus Dickus’- https://youtu.be/HrcbCW4y9Dw.  ‘They have  Spiwat, bwavado a touch of dewing do’ is a line I often use when somebody is irritating and I am trying to be tactful.

‘I’m alive’ – https://youtu.be/xDFZflAfhy0.  I have heard somebody recite this scene following a bout of Covid. Not the most sensitive of recitals but funny all the same.

Some of the bloopers and deleted scenes from the making of this movie are worth a look at too.

All the best

Stay fab

Adele

Here we go. My second instalment of my top 20 picks from the last quarter for your perusal.

 

April 2021

1. http://adeleleahy.ie/neighbourhood-watch/

 

2. http://adeleleahy.ie/father-ted-the-joy-of-cursing/

 

3. http://adeleleahy.ie/dog-poo-spotting/

 

 

 

May 2021

 

 

4. http://adeleleahy.ie/avocado-testicle/

5. http://adeleleahy.ie/yoyo-diets-the-string-gets-caught-in-my-teeth-part-1/

 

6. http://adeleleahy.ie/graham-norton-miriam-margolyes-part-2/-

 

7. http://adeleleahy.ie/world-may-25th-day/

 

 

 

June 2021

 

8. http://adeleleahy.ie/hen-weekend-part-2/

 

9. http://adeleleahy.ie/bbc-comic-relief-catherine-tate-daniel-craig/

10. http://adeleleahy.ie/dawn-french-and-kim-kardashians-arse/

 

 

All the best

Stay fab

Adele

Here we go. My top 20 picks from the last quarter for your perusal.

I enjoy the random nature of my posts.   They are inspired by anything that piques my interest

or makes me smile on the day. If I was to create a story from each month, they may go something like this.

To dance or to stroll? Hard to decide whilst listening to the Jungle book playlist on phone whilst walking Buzz and Finn. When no one was watching I did manage to get a little shimmy in. Although later on someone did give me an odd look. Considering I have been tempted to moonwalk around the park I feel I was quite reserved in a stealth shimmy.

On World Naked Gardening Day, I decided to be kind to my neighbors and wear clothes whilst watering the plants on my patio and brushing Buzz and Finn.

I did, however, succumb to dressing up for World Fairy Day and visiting my local nursing home. One of the residents felt the urge to motor boat me which was not quite what I was expecting when he came up to say hello to me. The idea of The Low Rock Calendar continues to percolate. If you have any ideas let me know.

April 2021

 

1. http://adeleleahy.ie/dancing-the-day-away/

 

2. http://adeleleahy.ie/the-art-of-strolling/

 

3. http://adeleleahy.ie/the-jungle-book/

 

May 2021

 

4. http://adeleleahy.ie/george-clooney-kindness-and-generosity/

 

5. http://adeleleahy.ie/world-naked-gardening-day/

 

6. http://adeleleahy.ie/epic-animals/

 

June 2021

7. http://adeleleahy.ie/motor-boatingmotor-boating/8.

 

7. http://adeleleahy.ie/world-fairy-day/

 

7. http://adeleleahy.ie/low-rock-calendar/

 

7. http://adeleleahy.ie/father-ted-and-little-britain/

 

All the best

Stay fab

Adele

 

Glastonbury Tales Part 4 (Final)

Other, Peel and Park stages rock us to the core.

Completely blissed out but somehow, we want more.

The fields of fun swell our hearts. We hit the disco of silence.

All shimmied out, we head for our tent as sleep begins to make sense.

Monday morning blues as our tribe dissipates.

Another year to dream of Glastonbury, another year to wait.

We feel like we all belong in this place.

It is our vibe, our spirit, our sacred space.

Nowhere on earth can you be so indulged and filled with so much light.

This field of dreams is a treasure as we all replenish our might

Michael and Emily, your generous spirit will always capture our hearts.

You bring bliss way beyond measure with your music and your art.

It’s not about music, the arts or sentiments.

It’s about how we live with one another, our enlightened soul advent.

See the love, pay it forward, with random acts of kindness.

We all help to dissipate daily stress and blindness.

What a privilege to walk the Glastonbury land.

To witness one man’s vision and join all our hands.

To celebrate, to give, to unite, and to live.

To join our hearts in gratitude for this weekend full of love.

    I met you once Mr.Eavis I was three sheets to the wind

        You are our greatest ambassador for mankind.

 

 

By Adele Leahy

 

 

 

All the best

Stay fab

Adele

 

Glastonbury Tales Part 3

Then over to Left field for some pop and politics.

Debates are flowing and the atmos is sick.

We get down to the nitty gritty.

Chat, disagree, enchant and enjoy being witty.

We race to Kidzfield for some much-needed innocence.

As I am chased by a giant beach ball, I lose all my sense.

Police with fairy wings helping parents with kids.

Basil Brush, Helter skelter, our laughter in fits.

Arcadia gathers us to its web as we dance to our hearts content.

With pulsating rhythm our energy will never be spent.

The light shows, the spectacle the earth beneath our feet.

What a day, what a place. I feel ultimately complete.

Waking to the rain that has poured overnight.

Wellies on we brave Sunday the mud is such a sight.

Yet everyone is nonchalant isn’t this part of Glastonbury.

Playing human mud skittles is all part of the melee.

Sliding to the park we aim for Cosmic Disco Base camp.

Sculpture garden is a mud fest am beginning to feel quite damp.

The clouds disappear as the crowds’ roar and cheer.

We head for the legend and get some beer.

Sunday afternoon is bittersweet as always.

Knowing that the festival’s end is only hours away.

The legends are always awesome as they sing with all their glory.

Our hearts soar as thankfully the melancholy is transitory.

As the sun re appears Shangri la beckons.

     The mud is relentless onto The Rabbit hole we reckon.

Shakespeare in the woods

Forsooth I think I should.

  The miniscule of sound.

     Where the minutia abounds.

           To miss it would be obscene.

        You know what I mean.

 

More tomorrow.

 

All the best

Stay fab

Adele

 

Glastonbury Tales Part 2

Woodwork, sculpting, reed art and mosaics.

Everything is unique, nothing is prosaic.

Wonderful workshops for every whim.

Where to go? who cares? Exploring, hearts soaring, to the brim.

DJs in a tree, skaters on boards, mystical characters 10 feet tall.

Kids in carts, lovingly pulled by their folks and the magician with a floating glass ball.

Acrobats and comedy, fire eating, flash mobs and puppets.

Mad Max on stilts, giant kangaroos, Cabaret Tea crew for a cuppa.

The Guardian tent calls to replenish and reflect.

More fab bands playing, more tea offered I don’t object.

Then off to Shangri La for some moshing in a tube carriage.

Followed by 360-degree cinema illuminating our earth and its damage.

The Pyramid stage calls and I witness its sacred presence.

Crowd’s waving flags as we bathe in the field’s essence.

Followed by John Peel Tent to adore the new and up and coming.

Then onto the train tracks as to Block 9 we are summoned.

The choons are electric as fetish meets underground funk.

More mind-blowing art, from the surreal to the punk.

With reticence we decide to hit back to our tent.

Filled full of wonder for our dreams and the day spent.

Saturday sunshine has us giddy with anticipation.

Park Life in The Park for sustenance and a welcome libation.

The Free University challenges our thoughts to get us thinking.

Then hear the rumor of a secret set as everyone is tweeting.

We make merry in Parlay Parlor enjoying the chaos knowing we are blessed.

Then off to West Holts to put Wellness Wonderland to the test.

Sound healing, gong baths and laughter yoga replenish our energy.

The Unfairground enthralls us as we absorb the weird and the wacky.

We dance to the Glade stage for everything that is all the rave.

Then a round table pint in The Avalon Inn is what we crave.

We see a Knight brandishing coconut making a helluva a din.

From afar I witness the flags blowing in the wind.

The Other stage is bathed in the evening sunshine

Folk are laughing, giddy, dancing, drinking beer and coiffing wine.

Revelers in fancy dress happy to pose for passers-by.

The atmosphere is electric. I am so happy I almost cry.

 

More tomorrow.

 

All the best

Stay fab

Adele

 

Glastonbury Tales (Part 1of 4)

       Our normal life prism shall be suspended for a while.

Whilst we are indulged, inspired, surprised and beguiled.

With our magic bands firmly attached to our wrists

We enter Nirvana, the home of The Knight and The Alchemist.

Michael and Emily create the field of our dreams.

Where everything is more and sometimes not what it seems.

Our thoughts are challenged, our minds in disarray.

With childlike wonder we love and we play.

The anticipation of the impending elation

Knowing I shall be blissed out by sensations

Blows my mind.

Everyone bathed in spirituality and oh so kind.

Thursday night William’s Green beckons.

The joy of being here pervades every second.

Best of the cheese at Club De Fromage

With a vintage set the DJ plays homage.

For ablutions the long drop is for those without a care

Less queues, no time to snooze, as I shimmy without flair.

Or perhaps for those inclined, a private toilette?

All needs catered for and you can play flushin roulette.

We watch the sunrise from The Stones, a brand-new day.

Glastonbury in its magnificence always takes my breath away.

The flags, the Tepee’s, the prospect of the joy to unfold.

Must quell the excitement to rest first and later behold.

The Friday Glastonbury feeling arrives as my senses are assaulted.

Backpack on, all geared up, plans for the day sorted.

Off into The Craft and Green fields where the festival reveals its essence.

The magnificence of Glastonbury adorned by its tribe is forever omnipresent.

 

 

More tomorrow

All the best

Stay fab

Adele

One of my Glastonbury trips was marred by an injury.  It began on a Thursday night. We went to a dance tent which was packed. The DJ was playing proper floor fillers.

Everyone went mental when ‘Song 2’ by Blur was played. There was moshing and pogo dancing galore.  It was very hard not to get carried away with the atmosphere (at least that’s my excuse and I am sticking to it.)

‘I bet you look good on the dancefloor’ by The Artic Monkeys came on. Just when I thought the atmosphere could not get better it did. The vibe seriously turned up a notch.

I decided to participate in the pogo dancing. I collided with someone else and landed on my knee.  It was knackered. Severely twisted. Looking good on the dance floor was no longer an option for me as I was in a serious amount of pain.

My sister and a few people helped me outside.   The reality of the situation hit me. My Glastonbury weekend was over. I was devastated.  Some passers-by asked me if I was ok and if they could help.

We got directions to the medical tent.   A taxi was booked to take me to a hospital for X Ray in Bristol. From there I lay up in a hotel in Bristol watching Glastonbury from my bed as tears rolled down my face feeling Oh so very sorry for myself.

All I could do was admonish myself for being so stupid and injuring myself.    My poor sister stayed for the festival on her own and made the most of it. Needless to say, I no longer pogo dance.

 

All the best

Stay fab

Adele

Glastonbury The Theatre & Circus Fields 2017 highlights – https://youtu.be/1A01IULMkPw

(That’s me second on the left looking chuffed – and very chaffed inside the costume – I jest)

On today the first day of the 2021 Glastonbury weekend BBC celebrate all things Glastonbury https://www.bbc.co.uk/events/em89hn (sadly only available to view in the UK)

Through 8 different themes the music and artists throughout Glastonbury’s 50-year history are revisited with everything from Live at Worthy Farm, Glastonbury in the 90’s, Glastonbury Rave, Glastonbury in the 21^st Century, Pop Royalty rules Worthy Farm to A Glastonbury shutdown (Rap and Grime).

Everything that makes Glastonbury legendary, Riff’s for your pleasure (Purely for Guitarophiles- just made that word up) and finally Glastonbury Chill out and relax.

Living in Ireland I am gutted that I was unable to watch any of it. Maybe I shall take a trip up North (to watch it) so that I can get my Glastonbury fix for 2021.

That’s me above in 2003 happy as glasto chick can be up to her knees in glasto mud. I have been a Glastonbury superfan for nigh on 20 years now (I even dream in Glastonbury twice a year).

The last weekend of June always fills me with both joy and sadness. Joy when I have a ticket and sadness when I do not.  My birthday is June 30^th and I have had the pleasure of visiting Glastonbury 8 times over the last 20 years.

At this point you may want to begin playing ‘Glastonbury Bingo’ where you can mark off on your card the number of times I mention ‘Glastonbury’.  When you reach 50 your prize will be to not have to hear about Glastonbury for another year.

I have decided to write ‘Glastonbury Tales’ in honor of the festivals second fallow year due to the pandemic.  It is in chronological order from Thursday through to Monday and visiting every area (30 in total) throughout the festival.

All the best

Stay fab

Adele