Look up at the stars and not down at your feet
Stephen Hawkings, and then Sir Ian McKellen as Prospero, and then Seb Coe, "Welcome home to the Paralympic games" and then Nicola Miles-Wadden,
"O how beauteous mankind is"
and the spectacle.
Buy shares in Kleenex now.
Sir Ian McKellen has one of those voices. I could listen to it for hours, just reading the phone book. Once at school, we went to The Young Vic, he played Iago, Willard White as Othello, and Imogen Stubbs as Desdemona, Shakespeare done well is mind blowing, bloody atrocious if done badly though. On this occasion, mind blowing.
"Welcome home" are two words that instantly make me well up, like when the plane lands and the Captain says "If this is your return journey, welcome home"
It's fair to say i am very emotional at the moment, it's the lack of bread, 36 hours in, I haven't lost any weight and my eye is still ******. I want my money back, or a gin.
So instead of emotional rambles, I will tell you that the orange dahlia is Sylvia, I also love the pink one, because it is pretty and because it is called Balls of whizz.
I might like a ball of whizz.
also seeing as how you were all taken with Matthew's products, here is his brother Chris.
and the season is a changing, it's turning to autumn, which was the actual point of the post.
and it is a rose masquerading itself as a hydrangea, cut from my garden, no idea what it is, £2 off the market about 3 years ago.
Posted by Miss Pickering at 1:41 PM