(not that time or inspiration
ever stop or start me, you understand)
(you do understand, don't you? thought so!)

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so, I was stumbling around the net, which is suspended at the end of my fishing pole, and this is what I came up with. . .of course, that would make far more sense (here at least) if the last word in 5. reads "blogger", the first word in 6. reads "punctuation", in 7. substitute the word "logic" for the phrase "train of thought" and 8. reads "another grammatical error!!!" (ho ho ho)

and then I found this, and wondered about the vision (forward thinking, creative vision - not eyesight vision) of the topiarist involved. . .
and this makes me long for sunny spring mornings. . .

and then I found these. . .(*thought about Dave and Vicus briefly**) (**not in reference to "new ideas", you understand***) (***you are so very understanding) and decided it was high time I found something fun to colour in. . .
then I decided to decorate the otherside of the piece of paper with some of these. . .
which reminded me of my favourite ever stickers!

(-:

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simple pleasures, eh

hope you have some
in your day today!

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XXX

You only live twice, or so it seems,
One life for yourself and one for your dreams. You drift through the years and life seems tame,
Till one dream appears and love is its name. And love is a stranger who'll beckon you on,
Don't think of the danger or the stranger is gone. This dream is for you, so pay the price.
Make one dream come true, you only live twice.

NANCY SINATRA

that cascade of violins. . .

I've been humming the tune all day

of course, it makes me think also of Diamonds Are Forever and Shirley Bassey's sexual tones. . . and also Robbie's Millenium. . . a little, not really, it's too hard edged and brightly sparkly - apart from the cascase of violins. . . (and also, but not so much, Diamonds On The Soles Of Her Shoes. . .)

not that I'm thinking of diamonds, or violins it's just odd how sometimes (oftentimes?) a tiny part of a tune get lodged in one's brain

I was reading the other day in my favourite weekly (New Scientist) about how the brain dishes out rewards for certain things - you know, that marvellous sensation of contentment and happiness that come from your brain's "pleasure centre"? the article was in reference to senses of humour and different types of jokes and why one laughs when one "gets" a joke (well, read the link and see for yourself. . . hope it works!) and as I was wandering around today, I had the same almost indescribable light feeling from huming the tune. . . (the cascading violins tune from You Only Live Twice) (do concentrate at the back!)
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of course, it's not quite the same when I have a tune going around in my head and I can't place it

anyhow - it was a much longer train of thought

than that, but you're spared the restcos The Teen turned up and needed feeding, so I was kind of derailed. . .

hammerhead sharks

I so totally don't understand. . .
. . .quite what. . .
. . .is going on

can anyone please expain?

by popular request: as I'm sure you all know

chocolate is as complex as wine with connoisseurs comparing* vintages and defining terroirs. . . (*leaving the rest of us to just eat the stuff, without thinking too much about it)

so, let me indulge you with the Chocolate Library and together we'll educate our palates: the library comprises some exceptional "single estate" chocolate bars using beans from around the world. . . the choice includes Madagascan milk, rich and creamy with red fruit notes; the Quebredon coffee dark, with hints of vanilla, jasmine and coffee; and the salted milk, an exceptional pairing that really brings out the flavour of the chocolate. . . yadda yadda
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of course, the Philistines amongst you could always just pop down to corner shop and buy your own slab of Cadbury's Fruit and Nut. . .
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. . .but if you don't fancy anything that sweet this morning, I've picked a small bunch of flowers to brighten up your desk

(actually, that's quite sweet too, isn't it!)