While I was discussing inequality I was reminded of this great song by the Coasters. It seems to sum it up for me. A great deal of humour applied to a real tragedy.
COASTERS
What About Us
Got his own swimming pool (what a gas)
We’ve got a one-room shack
Five by six by the railroad track (well)
What about us
What about us
Don’t wanna cause no fuss
But what about us
He’s with a beautiful chick
Every night of the week (pretty slick)
We’re two poor hung up souls
Girls won’t touch with a 10-foot pole (well)
What about us
What about us
Don’t wanna cause no fuss
But what about us
He goes to eat at the Ritz
Big steaks (that’s the breaks)
We eat hominy grits
From a bag (what a drag)
He’s got a car made of suede
With a black leather top (got it made)
If we go out on dates
We go in a box on roller skates (well)
What about us
What about us
Don’t wanna cause no fuss
But what about us
He goes to eat at the Ritz
Big steaks (that’s the breaks)
We eat hominy grits
From a bag (what a drag)
He’s got a car made of suede
With a black leather top (got it made)
If we go out on dates
We go in a box on roller skates (well)
What about us
What about us
Don’t wanna cause no fuss
But what about us
What about us
What about us
What about us
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Hello Opher, catching up with posts. I don’t know who the above are but that above is really good.
Hi Anna – traumas with the boiler today! It never stops.
The Coasters were a great vocal R&B group from the 50s. They did Charlie Brown and Yakety Yak.
I love ’em.
Opher how is the boiler you have my sympathy. Our beautiful Border Collie Daisy was dying just before Christmas when our boiler stopped, it was dreadful the house was cold for days and British Gas were useless caused so many bad times, bad memories.
“Charlie Brown” the Charlie Brown USA, I remember Yakety Yak.
Why’s everybody always picking on me? – that Charlie Brown. Great song.
Boiler is semi-fixed. Guys coming back to stop a leak but at least it’s working.
Whole place is falling apart. We’ve had a builder in solving damp in a wall. My computer keeps crashging and I have a guy coming in to fix that. The broadband keeps cutting out and I’ve got BT coming in to fix that. It’s costing me a liver and spleen. But at least all the books are going like hot-cakes. Anecdotes has sold five (I did buy three of those). They’ll soon pay for it all!
All these things have been ongoing for months. They never seem to get finished!
God I know the feeling, this house is a nightmare one thing goes wrong and you can guarantee it will be more probs. Should have put new windows in the front this year but other things came up, had hoped new carpet in the hall and stairs for Christmas but bills bigger than expected. David is paying our elec bill he should not have to but that cow who should have been paying it refused and dumped it on me so David took it over some years ago. We just have to cope don’t we.
Told you books will sell, especially Anecdotes – I have an order for yours books to go through so that will help.
I do not count an anything coming in for the books. They pay very little. It is nice to have people read and enjoy them though.
Keep going, one day.
It matters little. I’ll keep on writing. I enjoy it and find it fulfilling. As long as I have the ideas and enthusiasm.
You will.
No problems yet!
There you are then. Have to go and cook the dinner, will try and get back later. David told me not to take the IPad (is that what it is?) he gave me to San Francisco, I asked him why thinking customs probs, he said “No then I will not have you talking to me all the time through that”, I don’t talk much do I? I will try and get back later, if not see you tomorrow and as usual “Sleep Warm” (had enough of Christmas Trees this afternoon, we have to have 2!!!!)
As far as I can tell you don’t talk at all! – You can write quite a lot though!
You are far too quick for me. I love to write, jot things down on bits of paper and stuff them places.
Writing is good. I bet you talk a lot too!
Now I could say no to that but I find it hard to lie so I don’t lie – yes I talk a lot even to “Holmes and Watson” the two Goldfish! Talk to Daisy all the time plus the boys but David always says he does not have his listening ears on. Talk to myself, talk talk……………….
Holmes and Watson must find you fascinating. The most educated goldfish in the world!
You are politely saying I am nuts and yes I am. Bloody goldfish Thursday night 10.15 their pump stopped they had to be cleaned out, Jonathan had to help me tank too heavy and yes my face got splashed with the filth and my eye is all red again. Took 1 half hours I was so annoyed and tired, Jonathan too like me we never shouted at each other once, like hell we did not. Educated, they sure do enough toilet.
Are you suggesting the goldfish speak crap?
Yes, like me.
I see. I’ll bear that in mind.
No, dismiss it.
OK – I’ll dismiss it.
Thank you
I’m trying.
Really?
My mum used to say I was very trying.
Now I could take that both ways, I will take it the nice way.
I’m not sure that’s how she meant it.
She loved you whatever you did
I know. I could do no wrong. She doted on me. I was spoilt rotten
Why not, Boys are so special the best, I would have loved four/six Sons maybe eight my favourite number, I was lucky to have two. I wish I had a Mother like you had mine was all for the neighbours to see. You still miss her so much. Boys are so close to their Mothers, husbands never quite understand that.
It’s hard on my sisters but they were daddy’s girls.
How many Sisters do you have? Girls always are close to their Father’s. My Father was very reserved and he worked such long hours, I treasure the Saturday afternoons when it was my job to read the football scores to him, fond memories of Daddy, silly I guess. Only when he was near death did he tell me how much he loved me, I was 30. You have me crying again.
two – one four years younger and one eighteen years younger.
Wow big difference, your baby sister great
Yep – I think people thought she was ours.
What did that matter, are you still close with your sisters, or is that too personal of me to ask.
I get along fine with both of them but they live down south and we do not see each other that often.
That’s lovely
Yeah – it’s nice. I’m having a break from reading and editing. I can only do so much.