Bromford's Blog: July 2022

Sunday, July 31, 2022

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 215

Today is Sunday, the 31st of July 2022.

Today is Quizday, Quizday is better day...

Kissing cats... No comment on that...

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"Bromford"

She lives in a bungalow
She kills me with rose garden thorns
She waits for me
My love is unusual
It's painted with roses and thorns
With her I'm complete

She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me
She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me

Visions of Mexico seduce me
It goes to my head so carefully
Memories of candles and incense
And all of these things, remember these?

She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me
She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me

She comforts me when the candles blown out
The cake has grown mold but the memories are sweet
The laughter's all gone but the memories are mine
The Mexican princess is out of my life

She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me
She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me

She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me
She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me
She lives by the wall and waits at the door
She walks in the sun to me
She lives by the wall and waits at the door
She walks in the sun to me

Lives by the wall, waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me

Wednesday, July 27, 2022

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You cannot candle the wind.

»Are you nuts?« I repeat Kylie's words. »The world is much too dry for open fires these days. You will burn the whole town, animal.«

The llama stays calm, just shrugs its' llama shoulders.

»Looks, like it worked.«

»What happened?« Kylie asks.

»Someone said something about hidden and secret messages and lemon juice came to my mind.«

The llama is grinning widely.

»Lemon juice?« Nigel asks. »Are you thirsty, KussKuss?«

Too may people in this room, I say to myself. And what about Professor Y we used to call Professor X. Why isn't be saying anything useful? And why didn't the animal just kiss Nigel for calling it by its' name? And isn't this day, this moment already way to long? I am kind of losing it…

»I am not sure it was lemon juice«, Professor Claude Sideburns we used to call Professor Burnside says.

The llams blows out the candle and hands over the green treasure map to the archaeologist.

»Or I am pretty sure it wasn't lemon juice«, the white-haired man continues. »But the soot of the candle flame blackened a substance that was kind of engraved in the pergamentic paper.«

Kylie, now fully back in her role as the assistant's assistant of the assisting archaeologist's assistant, adds, »I am not sure whether engraved is the right word here, Professor. Isn't it more like written on the pergament with a feather or something like that?«

»What's it say? What's it say?« Nigel demands to know.

»See for yourselves.«

The Professor shows us the green treasure map in a way that we can all see what the candle's soot has blackened…

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»Wow!« Nigel says.

And my mind begins to wander. Somewhere I have seen a shape like this before.

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Today is Wednesday, the 27th of July 2022.

N O L E M O N

Saturday, July 23, 2022

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 214

Today is Saturday, the 23rd of July 2022.

A cat with wry smile.
I like boldly smiling cat better.
A cat who boldly smiles where no cat has smiled before...

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One day I will forget all of this.

"Gone Bromford"

It's just a heartbreaking
I should have known that it would let me down
It's just a mind aching
I used to dream about this town

It was a sight to see
The place to be
Where the living is easy
And the kicks can always be found

It's such a shame about it
I used to think that it would feel so good
But who's to blame about it
So many creeps in Bromford

I'm in this dumb motel
Near the Taco Bell
Without a hope in hell
I can't believe that I'm still around

Ain't nothing new, in my life today
Ain't nothing true, it's all gone away

I've had too much cryin', seen too much grief
I'm sick of tryin', it's beyond belief
I'm tired of talking on the telephone
They're trying to tell me that they're not at home

Ain't nothing new, in my life today

I'm tired of walking from place to place
I've yet to come across a friendly face
And now the words sound familiar,
As they slam the door
"You're not what we're looking for"

Ain't nothing new, in my life today
Ain't nothing true, it's all gone away

If we only had time, only had time for you
If we only had time, only had time for you
If we only had time, only had time for you

It was a heartbreaking
Now I ride in a big fine car
It was a mind aching
Yeah, I'm the talk of the boulevard

So keep your chin up boy
Forget the pain
I know you'll make it
If you try again
There's no use in quitting
When the world is waiting for you

Monday, July 18, 2022

T able-clothes …

Today is Monday, the 18th of July 2022.

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Today is BLOGSDAY !!!

Thirteen years ago today something started.

Celebrate your Triskaidekaphobia!

Friday, July 15, 2022

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 213

Today is Friday, the 15th of July 2022.

A laughing cat with hearts for eyes...
There are too many cats in the world...

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"What's New In Bromford?"