Wednesday, December 30, 2020

Longer Years …


Seems like I am preparing the last post for this dreadful year. Twothousandandtwenty. And it really was a longer year than usual. A one day longer than usual year, a leap-year. That's one small year for a man - one giant leap year for mankind.

Do not worry. This is not going to be a personal annual review. To be honest, I do not even remember the whole thing from the start.

Eight - The Outsong

Another red letter day, so the pound has dropped and the children are creating. The other half ran away, taking all the cash and leaving you with the lumber. Got a pain in the chest. Doctors on strike, what you need is a rest.

Friends will be friends. When you're in need of love they give you care and attention.

Was the Brexit a thing in twothousandandtwenty? Is it done? Do I care?

Everybody's got something to hide except for me and my llama.

Rough nights these are. Will we get through the rough nights? Will we reach the Twelfth Night together?

But we still have our songs to sing…


We're only making plans for Nigel
We only want what's best for him
We're only making plans for Nigel
Nigel just needs that helping hand

And if young Nigel says he's happy
He must be happy
He must be happy
He must be happy in his work

We're only making plans for Nigel
He has this future in a British steel
We're only making plans for Nigel
Nigel's whole future is as good as sealed, yeah

And if young Nigel says he's happy
He must be happy
He must be happy
He must be happy in his work

Nigel is not outspoken
But he likes to speak, and he loves to be spoken to (In his work)
Nigel is happy in his work (In his work)
Nigel is happy in his work (In his work)

We're only making plans for Nigel
We only want what's best for him
We're only making plans for Nigel
Nigel just needs this helping hand

And if young Nigel says he's happy
He must be happy
He must be happy
He must be happy in his work

Mm, we're only making plans for Nigel
We only want what's best for him
We're only making plans for Nigel
Nigel just needs this helping hand

We're only making plans for Nigel
He has this future in a British steel
Steel, steel, steel, steel, steel
Yeah, yeah


And our fortune cookies' predictions to hear,

Do not be afraid to grow slowly, just to stop.

Today is Wednesday, the 30th of December 2020.

🌨🌨🌨🌨🌨

The protagonist is shaking his head, turning off the computer screen.



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