Oct 21, 2017

sometimes you just want things how they were...
a return to what was..the good ole days..

but reality is that not ever going to be

l struggle with Desert island disc..how do you narrow music to one sample..
oh and then one track to rescue from the waves..not possible.
but l yearn a little at present for few of the old things
my faith is always deconstructing think it all through
but basics stayed the same

one lord
one voice
one Baptism

must be simple in lots of ways as my methods professionally stayed same
relationships
programme
listening

Music taste still like dance.
💕.soul.
💕.rap..
💕soft rock..

Vinyl over Downloads


Family..Faith...Friendship . . . Fellowship.....Footie on a Saturday


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On talking to each other.

I  hear the winter time up north can last forever  And I've been told it's beautiful to see this time of year.  They say the snow ca...

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"