No Diggity by the Night Drive Project

This was recorded by the son of friends of ours. I love it. What do you think?

Poetry – I’m a Corona Virus

I’m a Corona Virus

 

I’m a Corona virus.

I love it in your lungs.

Landing in your nose

Or on your furry tongues!

 

I cause an inflammation

That fills your lungs with gunk

So that every time you cough

You’re throwing out a chunk!

 

I don’t like old people

Or those who are frail

And you haven’t got a vaccine

To get you out of jail!

 

I’m a Corona virus

And I’m busy having fun!

You thought that I was fake news

But I get the business done!

 

More to life than profit

You cannot buy me off!

Listen to the experts

As you begin to cough!

 

Opher – 16.3.2020

Poetry – T’was on the Monday Morning

T’was on the Monday Morning

 

T’was on the Monday morning

The virus came to call

I had a little cough

Then I could hardly breathe at all!

 

By the Tuesday morning

My temperature hit a high.

I was feeling so very bad

I thought that I might die!

 

By Wednesday morning

My muscles start to ache

I couldn’t stand at all

And my legs began to quake!

 

On Thursday morning

On the ventilator I did go.

I was feeling really horrid

And my heart was beating slow.

 

But on the Friday morning

I thought t’was my last day.

So I finally washed my hands

And the virus went away!

 

Opher – 15.3.2020

Poetry – Wash Your Hands!!

Wash Your Hands!!

 

We’ve had to face the Black Death

And the smallpox too

And cholera put us

Permanently on the loo.

Now we’ve got corona

But it’s alright

Johnson will tell us what to do!

 

Wash your hands!

Wash your hands!

That’s what the government say!

If you wash your hands

The virus will go away!

 

Johnson and Trump just care

About the economy.

Cos money’s more important

Than the likes of you and me!

 

Wash your hands!

Wash your hands!

That’s what the government say!

If you wash your hands

The virus will go away!

 

But they’ve cancelled all the checks

So we haven’t got a clue

Of where the virus is

And what we all should do.

 

Wash your hands!

Wash your hands!

That’s what the government say!

If you wash your hands

The virus will go away!

 

I guess you reap what you have sown

You voted the bastards in.

They’ve dismantled our health systems

And thrown them in the bin.

 

Wash your hands!

Wash your hands!

That’s what the government say!

If you wash your hands

The virus will go away!

 

So forget all your fake news

And bring the experts back.

Let’s put our faith in science

And give those fools the sack!

 

Wash your hands!

Wash your hands!

That’s what the government say!

If you wash your hands

The virus will go away!

 

15.3.2020

Poetry – That’s OK with me!

That’s OK with me!

 

We can’t go outside now

And there’s no football on TV

But I’ve got loads of bogroll

So that’s OK with me!

 

I’m eating up my pasta

With baked beans for my tea.

I’ve got three thousand sanitizers

So that’s OK with me!

 

I wash my hands a thousand times

So what will be will be

So long as it just affects other people

That’s OK with me!

 

They are letting us all catch it

To give herd immunity

So I’m staying outside the herd

And that’s OK with me!

 

Opher – 15.3.2020

Funny Inspirational Quotes

Start the day with a smile!!

The Corona Diaries – Day 3

Today I woke up with a sniffly nose and a bit of a cough. Do you think I have the virus?

I doubt it. But who knows.

If I do get the virus I will go around and ask people if they voted Brexit. If the answer is yes I’ll shake their hand, give them a big hug and kiss.

But on a serious note:

We are not so much isolating as avoiding people, avoiding contact, keeping at a distance. I think that’ll work.

Went to do some shopping and washed hands very carefully when I got home – shopping trolleys are not very hygienic.

I find some of the stories going round extremely amusing.

Seemingly Trump and Johnson are at each other’s throats. Trump wants the virus to kill off all the over-seventies in order to reduce the social security/pension bill but Johnson wants to keep them all alive – they make up the majority of his voters!

Makes sense to me.

I’m seventy years old. It seems that in a little while I’m being told to stay in doors. I don’t think that’s fair. My wife’s sixty nine and she’s allowed out! (Not that there’ll be anywhere to go!)

Poetry – The Zombie Apocalypse

The Zombie Apocalypse

 

I visited the supermarket today

To find the zombie apocalypse is underway.

All mindlessly careering down the aisles

With mounds of shopping arranged in piles.

Grabbing everything, off every shelf,

Only caring about themselves.

 

With brains addled by virus fear,

They think the end is drawing near.

Stocking up enough to last forever –

That is their one endeavour.

To lock themselves away and not come out

That’s what this is all about.

 

Loo rolls, pasta and baked beans too.

They’ve reached the point where anything will do!

Piling stuff into their trolleys like there’s no tomorrow

Preparing for a hurricane of sorrow.

Can they cook? I don’t think so!

When the crisps run out – then we’ll know.

 

With Trump and Johnson in charge of us

We might as well jump under a bus!

Trump says it’s all fake news,

While Johnson says ‘don’t go on a cruise!’

I don’t know but I’ve been told

It’s a government plot to kill off the old!

 

Opher 15.3.2020

The Beatles: Eight Days a Week – The Touring Years

The Beatles: Eight Days a Week – The Touring Years

A great review.

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Everyone knows The Beatles. Whether you like their songs or not, it can’t be denied that this was a revolutionary time in rock music, and that the story of these young lads who became cultural icons is fascinating. There have been very few successful films about the group, however, as there’s no way that the entire story of The Beatles could be told in under two hours. Now, director Ron Howard makes a good attempt by focusing on one microcosm of this history – the band’s touring years – following them from grainy footage of the Cavern Club in Liverpool in 1962, to the phenomenon of their immense US tour in 1965-66.

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Margaret Atwood in York! New book Hagseed! One of the world’s greatest writers!

Margaret Atwood in York! New book Hagseed! One of the world’s greatest writers!

Well I had quite a literary day yesterday and this morning. I went to see Margaret Atwood talk about her new book Hagseed (a reworking of the Tempest – she calls it a reimagining.).

I don’t write this as a review so much as an homage.

I rate Margaret as one of the greatest living writers (along with the likes of Iain McEwan, Haruki Murakami, Salman Rushdie and Kasuo Ishiguro) so it was a rare opportunity to see and hear a living legend.

She talked about the new book and the themes that were in it and urged us to watch the Helen Mirren film of the Tempest before reading the book – which I shall do.

She talked briefly about The Handmaid’s Tale and the way fundamentalists only want to ban the things people want to do. In this age of religious madness (hopefully its death-throes) I think it should be compulsory reading – if only to see the misogyny in religion.

She also talked about the death of the oceans, from which between 60% and 80% of all the world’s oxygen is made, and that the rich were probably at this minute constructing their underground homes with oxygen making facilities and looking forward to being rid of us all. (There’s a book in that!).

I shall watch the film and then read the book. It was a pleasure seeing a living legend.

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The graphics before the show were great. The words from Hagseed were used as figures walked through them or they squiggled about. p1140538 p1140540 p1140541 p1140542

Margaret was lucid and delightful.

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