Our (serious) News programme just announced that an existing, off-the-shelf steroid, which exists as either an injection or a ten-day course of tablets, has had a significant effect in treating COVID. I think I caught that they are talking in terms of reducing fatalities by around 1/3.
for Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC), torture.
South Africa’s apartheid rulers decreed that the main language to be used in schools was Africaans. This was the oppressor’s language to the pupils. On this day in 1976, some schoolchildren in Soweto decided to peacefully protest…
I thought I’d create a new challenge. It is a challenge primarily for me, because I’m new to this platform, and because you don’t really know me yet, nor I you. As my name suggests, I am recovering from a stroke, and I like to push myself in all kinds of little ways… including getting to know the Wonderful World of WordPress. Although this is something I will be doing, I invite you, if this idea takes your fancy, to play along with me and share with me some of your own selections.
My plan is: each Tuesday, until I run dry, I shall post some piece of art with which I have some connection – which has helped to mould me, which makes me tick. Okay, a piece of art is a bit vague – it might be a piece of music, a movie, a book, a painting, or ???? – so my phrasiology is deliberate. It might be anything – I will play this post by ear, so I’m not sure what I’ll think of each week. And, I’ll keep posting on the theme weekly until I run out of ideas.
My rules? Well, I’m not big on rules! My choice will be something with which I feel a connection. That’ll be the important thing, just having some kind of fleeting affection for something probably won’t be enough, unless I’m using my choice as an example of something bigger.
It will be one choice per week – I’m aware that long posts can be quite onerous to read, and I’m in no hurry to complete this so if I have two ideas, I’ll probably hold the second until the next week.
In that same vein, I’ve created this block as a Reusable Block, which I intend repeating for every post on this theme. The block ends with a full-width separator, so if you want to skip ahead each week it doesn’t really matter.
I probably won’t post any lyrics, or any kind of analysis – if you like my choice, the information will be out there for you. But I will try to briefly explain why I feel a connection to my choice, just to try and enhance readers’ understanding of what makes me tick.
I will tag my posts TTT and I will go looking for other posts with that tag. If you’d like to join in, please do the same, or comment, or pingback to this post, and feel free to reproduce my graphic. Lastly, I look forward to reading about what makes you tick.
A long time ago I posted about Sue, who was a girlfriend when I was still a teen. It is now more than thirty years later, so I can afford a wry smile – I hope she’s ended up happy.
The relationship with Sue had been so intense, and the break-up so sudden, that I went into a kind-of period of mourning. We split just after New Year, and I just moped around for months. I didn’t attend lectures and, wherever I was, I just wanted to be somewhere else. It was not until the autumn that I met someone else – I know now that in the grand scheme of things, that’s not very long, but I was nineteen!
In my bereaved state, a couple of songs came along which just reminded me of Sue. They were very lovey-dovey, and not really the type of song I would naturally like. Also, they came along in the months after the relationship had ended, so they weren’t based on actual memories.
The songs remain imprinted on my mind. One of the songs was I’ve been in Love Before by the Cutting Crew. (I’ve provided the link, if you wish, but I’ll not talk about it further today.) It is not particularly a song I would listen to, but if I hear it, it gets me thinking about Sue, even now.
The other song, shich I will present is Wet Wet Wet‘s Angel Eyes. As it happened, Sue was as Welsh as they come, although when I knew her she lived with her sister up in Scotland. And Wet Wet Wet are Scottish. A very contrived link indeed, but in my state of mind, I found it.