Wednesday, August 24, 2022

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 218

Today is Wednesday, the 24th of August 2022.

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"Bromford Blues"

Back in Bromford, a child will smack your face
Back in Bromford, a child will smack your face
Babies crying for liquor and all the birds sing bass
Bromford people are bad, bad as they can be
Bromford people are bad as they can be
They use gunpowder just to sweeten their tea

Down in Bromford, they'll all shoot quick and straight
Down in Bromford, they all shoot quick and straight
The bullet'll get you if you start dodging too late
Back in Bromford, you can't keep a man in jail
Back in Bromford, you can't keep a man in jail, no
If the jury finds him guilty, the judge will throw their bail

Ooh, I had a man in Bromford, sweetest man in town
Oh, I had a man in Bromford, the sweetest man in town
But then he met a city gal and he throwed me
Down, down, down, down, down, down, down

And I'm bound for Bromford, me and my razor and my gun
Lord, I'm bound for Bromford, me and my razor and my gun
I'm gonna shoot him if he stands still and cut him if he runs
Got the devil in my soul and I'm full of bad booze
Got the devil in my soul and I'm full of bad booze
I'm out here for trouble, baby, I've got the Bromford blues

Bromford people are bad, bad as they can be
Bromford people are bad as they can be
I'm out here for trouble with the Bromford blues in me




Tuesday, August 16, 2022

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 217

Today is Tuesday, the 16th of August 2022.


I'll never let you see
The way my broken heart is hurting me
I've got my pride and I know how to hide
All my sorrow and pain
My cat is crying in the rain...


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"Bromford Rock"

Happy little day
Jimmy went away
Met his little Jenny on a public holiday
A happy pair they made
So decorously laid
'Neath the gay illuminations all along the promenade

It's so good to know there's still a little magic in the air
I'll weave my spell

Jenny, will you stay?
Tarry me with pray
Nothing 'ere need come between us
Tell me, love, what do you say?

Oh, no, I must away
To my mum in disarray
If my mother should discover
How I spent my holiday

It would be of small avail to talk of magic in the air
I'll say farewell

Oh, rock of ages
Do not crumble, love is breathing still
Oh, lady moonshine down
A little people magic if you will

Jenny pines away
Writes a letter every day
We must ever be together
Nothing can my love erase

Oh, no, I'm compromised
I must apologise
If my lady should discover
How I spent my holidays





Friday, August 12, 2022

O afs …

»Lady Inchiquin is an old and famous…«

»Don't spoil it, animal.«

Why is the llama in my head?

Drawn. Something is drawing me to the hallway.

I stand up from the couch, not touching anything or anyone. The sound I connect to the rhombus shape in my head is coming from the hallway. But is it or was it coming from the hallway?

»What is he doing?«

»Do you remember those old comics - books or films - where drawn wafts of smell are hypnotizing a comic figure so that it gets dreamy eyes and starts flying towards the source of the smell?«

»I can see it before my inner eye.«

»Mmmh, the smell of frech baked cake cooling on a window sill.«

»Are Bomford's feet touching the ground? Is he flying already?«

»Be serious, my dear people. Humans cannot fly.«

»Mmmh, I could use a piece of freshy baked cake.«

There is no cake in the hallway. But what is it that is drawing me here?

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Today is Friday, the 12th of August 2022



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