It's exactly two months since I turned 50, and because I went into a lying in a dark room sulk for a couple of weeks straight after, I never posted my 50th birthday presents. Here they are, for posterity; photo taken in our cliff-top retreat. The Brit-Pop Top Trumps were from Ben. I was thinking of doing a series based around them, but I'd rather just fill this blog up with more existential whinging.
Here's another Grumpy Old Man who has featured here before, and will no doubt do so again. Todd Snider is the gift that keeps on giving, like The Dude if he'd followed Creedence's example and spent less time bowling and more time writing songs.
So many great lines in this song, I'm tempted to quote them all. Or you could just listen to it and discover them for yourselves. I'm not going to spoon-feed you!
I went to see this therapist
She said, "Just do the best you can do"
Do the best you can do?
I was hoping for something more specific
That's a great haul of presents. Aside from the Britpop trumps, I'm also liking the Outatime key-ring and, of course, Billy Summers.
ReplyDeleteBen seemed to think it was hilarious to switch the initial letters round on that book. Which I gladly informed him was not very woke.
DeleteBritpop Top Trumps - I imagine Oasis will be the Lamborghini Countach, whilst Menswe@r will be the Renault 5.
ReplyDeleteQuite fancy one of those T-Shirts too.
And do please keep the existential whinging coming
Sometimes it feels like that's all I have left to say.
DeleteGotta have that T-shirt.
ReplyDeleteA fine haul of presents. It sounds as if the big number is growing you. Alyson
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