Mar 30, 2015

Me and the farmer. . . via the Archers

These are the times that try men’s souls. Young Pip turned up trumps (“Pass me the wrench!”), the vicar was a tower of strength (“We have plenty of candles!”), Adam and Charlie had a tender moment down a drain (“Reach my hand! I’m not going to leave you!”) and Roy, seizing time by the forelock, coaxed the lady of the manor into taking her clothes off again (“Elizabeth, you are soaking!”).

Sury the best paragraph to describe the Archers
Personally l feel this was a low point in the dramam series
One l have been although not faithfully
Been listening to since l was a 'tailor'in Hull back in 1974

It was disturbing because it was so unreal
Also helped get rid of a lot of story lines 
That where not worth investment 
A TV programme
A song
A radio  or even a podcast
Need to let me know 
They are worth my investment 
In time
Energy following through
Investment in listening

I  was sadly glad when this week ended
It just dragged and at every turn l expected a death
Yet of course it was the silent ones who died
Still another gay story line about father snogging another farmer
Both males of course
It very predictable 
Still l be tuned n all this week

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Storms....huge weather variates at present

Huge winds brought chills waves and stormy conditions Despite this turmoil Got dressed, got out. Excitement conversation's  Pictures and...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"