Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 477 & Part 478

 

Today is Sunday, the 2nd of August 2026.

The tiger was the murderous and cannibalistic cook all along, said one of the three blind mice.

How do you know that? asked the eleven hamsters.

We lived in a good old-fashioned movie theatre for some years, said the other two mice.

And Life of Pi was always my most favourite movie, said the first mouse. I always stopped to watch it from the steps in the aisles between the seats while roaming the floors for popcorn and nachos.

How do three blind mice watch movies? asked one of the hamsters.

Who said we were blind? asked the mice.

The narrator in the first sentence of this post, said the hamster.

Twenty-Five?

What are you doing? asked the twenty-five normal cats.

The mice are spoiling Life of Pi, said the hamsters.

And they are spoiling it wrong, said two more tigers looking down on them from a tree beside the road. There was never ever a tiger in this world called Richard Parker. And the cook was the hyena in this modern fable.

The walrus was Paul, grinned the seven ladybugs, and we are beetles.

And Twenty-Five, the little tawny owl quoted C.G. Jung before taking off into the night, 

'The privilege of a lifetime is to become who you truly are.'

And the two more tigers joined the twenty-five normal cats, the seventeen more dogs, the nine poodles, the one assistance dog, the twenty-three guide dogs, the fifteen orangutans, the seven gorillas, the thirty thirsty monkeys, the twenty-two dragons, the fourteen hens, the six unicorns, the twenty-eight horses, the twenty zebras, the twelve frogs, the four pandas, the twenty-seven koalas, the twenty bears, the nineteen hares, the eleven hamsters, the three mice, the twenty-three wild boars, the fifteen pigs, the thirty cows, the twenty-two raccoons, the fourteen foxes, the six giraffes, the twenty-nine tigers, the twenty-three lions, the fifteen face-cats, the seven wolves, the thirty dogs, the twenty-two face-monkeys, the fourteen speak-no-evil-monkeys, the six hear-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty-eight see-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty astro-cats, the twelve hipster-cats, the four dragon cats, the twenty-seven hacker cats, the nineteen stunt cats, the eleven ninja-cats, the three pouting cats, the twenty-six crying cats, the eighteen weary cats, the ten kissing cats, the two cats with wry smiles, the twenty-four smiling cats with heart-eyes, the sixteen cats with tears of joy, the eight grinning cats with smiling eyes, the thirty-one grinning cats, the twenty-three spiders, the fifteen scorpions, the seven ladybugs, the twenty-nine bees, the twenty-one ants, the thirty crickets, the twenty-two mosquitoes, the fourteen caterpillars, the six snails, the twenty-six butterflies, the eighteen bats, the ten more chicks, the two chicks, the twenty-five chicks, the seventeen penguins, the nine little red birds, and the one little tawny owl…

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"Goin' Bromford"

Well he'd been hearing too many voices and feelin' a little off-track
Like there was something big pressing down on his back
So he called up his friends and they said come on out west
It's a place where a man can really feel his success

So he pulled his heart and soul down off the shelf
Packed them next to the faith that he'd lost in himself
Said his good-byes and when the dirty work was done
He turned his wheels into the fading sun
(Goin' Bromford)
(Goin' Bromford)
(Goin' Bromford)
(Goin' Bromford)

For seven days and nights like a black-top bird he sped
Maintained radio silence 'cept for in his head
And just like his folks did back in '69
He crossed the border at Needles and heard the promised land on the line
(Goin' Bromford)
(Goin' Bromford)
(Goin' Bromford)
(Goin' Bromford)

Now where the Transcontinental dumps into the sea
There's a bar made up to look like 1963
Girl in the corner eyed him like a hungry dog a bone
As he brushed the desert dust off that Mercedes chrome
Bartender said "Hey, how's it hangin', TIGER?"
He had a shot of tequila, smiled and whispered "lighter"

He went down to the desert city where the rattlesnakes play
And left his dead skin by the roadside in the noon of day
Sun got so hot it almost felt like friend
It could burn out every trace of where you been

There was a woman he'd met in a desert song (goin' Bromford)
A little while later a son come along (goin' Bromford)
Looked at that boy's smile and called it home
And that night as he lay in bed the only voice he heard was his own

(Goin' Bromford)
(Goin' Bromford)
(Goin' Bromford)
(Goin' Bromford)
(Goin' Bromford)

"Bromford Stars"

I′d like to rest my heavy head tonight
On a bed of Bromford stars
I'd like to lay my weary bones tonight
On a bed of Bromford stars
I′d love to feel your hand touching mine
And tell me why I must keep working on
Yes, I'd give my life to lay my head tonight
On a bed of Bromford stars

I'd like to dream my troubles all away
On a bed of Bromford stars
Jump up from my starbed and make another day
Underneath my Bromford stars
They hang like grapes on vines that shine
And warm a lover′s glass like a friendly wine
So, I′d give this world
Just to dream a dream with you
On our bed of Bromford stars

I'd like to rest my heavy head tonight
On a bed of Bromford stars
I′d like to lay my weary bones tonight
On a bed of Bromford stars
I'd love to feel your hand touching mine
And tell me why I must keep working on
Yes, I′d give my life to lay my head tonight
On a bed of Bromford stars

I'd like to dream my troubles all away
On a bed of Bromford stars
Jump up from my starbed and make another day
Underneath my Bromford stars
They hang like grapes on vines that shine
And warm a lover′s glass like a friendly wine
So, I'd give this world
Just to dream a dream with you
On our bed of Bromford stars

So, I'd give this world
Just to dream a dream with you
On our bed of Bromford stars

(Dream a dream with you)