Holiday Havoc

Have you ever noticed that before a holiday there is so much more to do? (Often when you come back from holiday, there is even more to do because the people who were supposed to be covering for you didn’t!) Still…it is all worth it for those glorious two weeks when you don’t have to think about anything.

My holiday beckons…

…and although the rail union chose to go on strike the day I am supposed to be travelling across the country on a train – I am not anxious. The ironic thing is most of the work I do us unpaid and even in my paid job I end up doing unpaid overtime because they seem to allocate a ridiculous amount of work to me.

Breathe. I am looking forward to two weeks off. Away from all the hustle and bustle. A place where you can hear yourself think. And I am very very very much looking forward to seeing family.

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Shocked By The Power Of Love

Jim Adams, aka Newepicauthor, the creator of A Unique Title For Me, is hosting SONG-LYRIC-SUNDAY and this week he has chosen the theme: AMAZE/ASTONISH/CURIOUS/SHOCK/SURPRISE/WONDER

This is a great theme, and I wish I had more time to do it justice. It has been a crazy week for me, and I cannot see how next week will be any easier…in fact with the rail strikes, everything I have to do next week is going to take a lot longer.

It is at times like this that I wish I was still five years old and dancing around the living room to Kylie Minogue songs. So….as there has been thunder and lightning all night, I am going to reminisce over an old Kylie track called “Shocked.”

Tell me I'm only dreaming and I'll believe you
Can't see how this could be true
Surrounded by feelings I hardly recognise
I look for explanations, I'm taken by surprise
If you told me yesterday that I could feel this way
I would sure enough call you a liar to your face

Because I'm shocked by the power (shocked)
Shocked by the power of love
I was rocked to my very foundations
Shocked by the power, shocked by the power
Shocked by the power (shocked)
Shocked by the power of love
I was rocked to my very foundations
Shocked by the power, shocked by the power

Maybe this time tomorrow
I'll discover this ain't really real
'Cause it struck me like lightning
Like a bolt out of the blue
Emotions inside me, all over you
I'm high above the universe
Losing track of time and falling free
I can't believe that you are really mine

Because I'm shocked by the power (shocked)
Shocked by the power of love
I was rocked to my very foundations
Shocked by the power, shocked by the power
Shocked by the power (shocked)
Shocked by the power of love
I was rocked to my very foundations
Shocked by the power, shocked by the power

Surrounded by feelings I hardly recognise
I look for explanations, I'm taken by surprise
Because it struck me like lightning
Like a bolt out of the blue
Emotions inside me, all over you

Because I'm shocked by the power (shocked)
Shocked by the power of love
I was rocked to my very foundations
Shocked by the power, shocked by the power
Shocked by the power (shocked)
Shocked by the power of love
I was rocked to my very foundations
Shocked by the power, shocked by the power


Written by:  Matthew James Aitken, Michael Stock, and Pete Waterman

Heading For A Heatwave

England of course does not ever reach the sort of temperatures we see in other lands. But we are in the middle of a mini-heatwave, especially here in the South East of England. Apparently Friday is set to be the warmest day of the week, with temperatures reaching 33 or 34 degrees Celsius.

I am going to try to leave home earlier to travel when it is cooler. I have not been enjoying being crammed on a hot train with lots of other passengers this week.

Where would I love to be in weather like this???

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Fall Over Us And Hide Us

I had lunch with a friend of mine the other day who is fascinating to talk to. I made a comment about how people seem to look to the government to shield them from the consequences of everything going wrong – and as we all know there have been a lot of challenges that contributed to an economic climate that is causing a great deal of anxiety at the moment.

I sometimes catch comments of politicians who seem to be struggling to find the right balance between providing support and in some case, their comments seem to indicated that they don’t think they can be expected to bail out everyone. More and more I am picking up on their admission that they are struggling to know what to do next.

I just find it interesting because people my age may remember that in our childhood there was a recession and nobody knew about the internet – and people my parents age knew things like rationing and outside toilets – and people my grandparents age knew a world without fridges, washing machines, microwaves etc. But we sort of know that we were ok actually.

Whereas now, in a world full of modern conveniences and technological advancements, some people seem very frightened by the thought of the cost of living crisis. There are so many different cases. There are already people out there who are nowhere near making ends meet, and are reliant on external support and having to make tough decisions over what they can afford – food or heating. But there are others who are not having to make those decisions (yet) but are aghast at the cost of petrol to fill up their vehicle.

There is a lot of talk about what the governments could and should do to help and I imagine it will go on for a long time.

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Working Girl Footwear

When I was a kiddo, I remember my Dad liking a film with Melanie Griffiths and Harrison Ford called “Working Girl“. One of the memories of that film that has stuck with me for many years is the footwear of the women on their commute to work, which of course they change when they reach the office.

The first ten years of my paid employment was in offices, and back then I was too vain or self-conscious to wear comfy shoes on the half-hour walk to work. No, for some crazy reason, I wore my uncomfortable office shoes – silly hey!!!

Nowadays, I am much practical and sensible (well, I like to think so!) and so I wear my comfy trainers on the way to work, and then change into something smarter when I reach the office.

But this whole footwear aspect of my day has brought back to my mind the memory of the film “Working Girl“, and I think that is why so often on my way to work a song floods my mind and I start singing…

There Were Nights Of Endless Pleasure

Jim Adams, aka Newepicauthor, the creator of A Unique Title For Me, is hosting SONG-LYRIC-SUNDAY and this week he has chosen the theme: EXCITEMENT/PLEASURE/SENTIMENT/SPIRIT

Something tells me that there is always going to be a place for overdramatic power ballads in the music industry and today I intend to celebrate one of them.

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My song choice for today’s theme is inspired by one special lady – Dame Deborah James. If you have seen the video…goodness, I am still choked up every time I see it…you will understand why I cannot miss the chance to share the lady who has filled us all with awe this year (and for the past few years with the “You Me And The Big C” podcast).

The song itself…apparently Meatloaf was after it for a long time but the writer Jim Steinman always felt it was a woman’s song. I understand he was inspired by “Wuthering Heights” – which is one of those books which make me very concerned about the Bronte sisters.

Although there are a few who don’t seem to get on with Celene Dion’s sensational vocals, I think most of us are blown away by what she can do. This is quite the overdramatic power ballad and there is always going to be a place for over the top power ballads in the music industry.

But as I mentioned earlier – it is my song choice today because Dame Deborah James has added even more emotion to this song that it already had.

There were nights when the wind was so cold
That my body froze in bed
If I just listened to it right outside the window

There were days when the sun was so cruel
That all the tears turned to dust
And I just knew my eyes were drying up forever

I finished crying in the instant that you left
And I can't remember where or when or how
And I banished every memory you and I had ever made

But when you touch me like this
And you hold me like that
I just have to admit
That it's all coming back to me
When I touch you like this
And I hold you like that
It's so hard to believe but
It's all coming back to me

It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now

There were moments of gold
And there were flashes of light
There were things I'd never do again
But then they'd always seemed right
There were nights of endless pleasure
It was more than any laws allow

Baby, baby

If I kiss you like this
And if you whisper like that
It was lost long ago
But it's all coming back to me
If you want me like this
And if you need me like that
It was dead long ago
But it's all coming back to me
It's so hard to resist
And it's all coming back to me
I can barely recall
But it's all coming back to me now
But it's all coming back

There were those empty threats and hollow lies
And whenever you tried to hurt me
I just hurt you even worse and so much deeper

There were hours that just went on for days
When alone at last we'd count up all the chances
That were lost to us forever

But you were history with the slamming of the door
And I made myself so strong again somehow
And I never wasted any of my time on you since then

But if I touch you like this
And if you kiss me like that
It was so long ago
But it's all coming back to me
If you touch me like this
And if I kiss you like that
It was gone with the wind
But it's all coming back to me

It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now

There were moments of gold
And there were flashes of light
There were things we'd never do again
But then they'd always seemed right
There were nights of endless pleasure
It was more than all your laws allow

Baby, baby, baby

When you touch me like this
And when you hold me like that
It was gone with the wind
But it's all coming back to me
When you see me like this
And when I see you like that
Then we see what we want to see
All coming back to me
The flesh and the fantasies
All coming back to me
I can barely recall
But it's all coming back to me now

If you forgive me all this
If I forgive you all that
We forgive and forget
And it's all coming back to me
When you see me like this
And when I see you like that
We see just what we want to see
All coming back to me
The flesh and the fantasies
All coming back to me
I can barely recall but it's all coming back to me now

(It's all coming back to me now.)
And when you kiss me like this
(It's all coming back to me now.)
And when I touch you like that
(It's all coming back to me now.)
If you do it like this
(It's all coming back to me now.)
And if we...

Written by: Jim Steinman