Feeling a bit down in the dumps this evening, so I’ve been trawling YouTube for some feel-good clips.
After re-watching the Larry Hagman edition of Shooting Stars (which is a joy!) I found this example of George’s Song which I missed the first time round.
Hope you laugh as much as I did…
Isn’t it amazing how powerful music can be at reviving old memories and feelings?
I stumbled across this clip the other day and was instantly transported back to early mornings in the 80s, getting ready to go to school.
The effect seems to be greater if you haven’t heard something for a long time. So what’s transported you back in time recently?
(Trivia fact: this theme was composed by Jeff Wayne of ‘War of the Worlds’ fame.)
If you’re not from around these parts, you won’t know (or care!) that the UK is currently experiencing a big freeze, which started with bitterly cold temperatures at the weekend and worsened with a huge amount of snow yesterday (the worst since the early 90s).
This country is always inadequately prepared for any extreme weather, and yesterday was no exception. I drove into work without problem yesterday morning, as the snow wasn’t settling and the roads were clear. However, after near constant snow all day, the drive home was a very different picture.
Starting out in the city centre, I soon realised how dire the situation was as I slid out of control along Moor Street Ringway, desperately wrestling control of the wheel away from other cars at a mere 2-3 mph. Then it was 20mph all the way home until some idiot teenager decided to jump out in front of my car, forcing me to swerve across the carriageway to avoid the inevitable. Luckily the road was clear and I avoided an accident, but I was left a bit shaken.
Today the roads have been clear, but I’ve had to make do without the car as the doors were frozen solid this morning, and I was out of de-icer. So I’ve had to brave the bus, and all the chaos that brings (including, tonight, a near-fight with people threatening to ’slash’, ‘knock out’ and ‘cut’ each other, which was a gentle reminder that I’m never going to return to travelling by bus voluntarily.)
More heavy snow is forecast for tomorrow night, so as a nation we shall continue to be crap at coping with the conditions, while enjoying the fact that our favourite subject for small-talk has once again taken centre stage.
I wish I was somewhere hot.
