My brain has gone to mush. Do you know that feeling? When you have a dozen things on your mind, and little productive thoughts rush in and are quickly sidelined and finally forgotten utterly?
That's how I've been all over Christmas and New Year. I hate the limbo between the two events and am very glad that it is 2011 and I can move on with projects. I have revived my interest in crochet and am practising at the moment. I began on a white cotton granny square yesterday which has a clematis flower motif. I thought I was doing quite well with it, but have just counted the petals and have 6 instead of 7! Ah well, it IS a practice piece and my doubles and trebles have been remembered again, though I did have to look up how to tr5tog . . .
Something someone else said on a forum has brought my childhood sharply into focus and for the life of me I just CANNOT get the tune of Sing Something Simple out of my mind. It was a programme which used to be on the Light Programme back in the early 60s and probably throughout the 1950s too. I used to have a friend down the road who was a couple of years older than me and quite often I would have a sleepover at her house on a Saturday night. This was in the pre-tv days, and so her parents listened to the radio on a Saturday night. Sing Something Simple was what you might call relaxing listening . . .
Sing something simple
As cares go by
Sing something simple
Just you and I
We'll sing the old songs
like you used to do,
We'll sing something simple for you,
something for you.
Sometimes my friend's mum - who suffered with her health and was going blind - would cheer up a bit and I can remember I said I liked the smell of slippers and she chased me with her slipper, and shoved it on my nose!!! She seemed so OLD and yet I doubt she was the age I am now! I think her poor husband got saddled with doing all the housework and cooking, as well as going out to work each day . . .
I think this tune will be with me until teatime at this rate, but perhaps the Archers tune will cast it from my mind. If anyone is a keen fan - how DARE they kill off one of my favourite characters? Or perhaps he will be a quadraplegic the rest of his life . . . He's certainly got more than a headache after he fell off the roof!
The header photo, by the way, was taken at Sizergh Castle in Cumbria this summer.
