She's Not Herneschase... shes a very naughty girl

I know I have been a bit prolific today but I found this as I was tidying up this evening and wanted to blog it now before I lose confidence.

It is just a little overdue for his 45th birthday, but I wrote this for a good friend who died of a heart attack on his 21st birthday a few moons ago.

The Irishman

You would never have made old bones
Whatever took you away from us knew that.
Your eyes weren't meant to sparkle from beneath that mop of dark hair
Now your words mock my naivety for eternity.

You haunt my very being
Every empty moment is filled with thoughts of our past

Would our friendship have survived had you lived?
Maybe, like most kids, our destinies would have taken separate paths
Death was nature’s way of making you mine forever, but without the heartache.

You schemed to make me everyone’s destiny except your own.
You gave your blessing to every childish infatuation, but I wanted you.

My imagination now glorifies our time together
My heart craves a perfection that didn’t exist.
I remember every mannerism, every expression
But never the bad bits!

You haunt my very being.
Every empty moment is filled with thoughts of your past.

So why choose Liverpool? It is obvious to me. It's all explained in the lyrics of that Beatles hit:
"Penicillin is in my ears and in my eyes"
Any City with a Penicil Lane would naturally become "The City of Cultures" at some stage.

Forget Ringo Starr, Let's hope Pete Wylie, The Mighty Wah, sang Heart as Big as Liverpool at the opening. Not a dry eye in the house

Hi my name is George Bush and I am planning a trip to the Middle East to talk about Democracy and some peace process or other. Now where should I ask the pilot to land? Maybe I could speak to Hamas in Palestine? They’re a democratically elected political party. Silly idea. What about The Lebanon? I know they have their little problems but their government was elected democratically too. too risky!

I know, The United Arab Emirates – it epitomises all that makes Democracy great in America. The majority of decisions are made from the top by a Royal Families whose right to rule was not in the slightest bit democratically agreed. Perfect! (note to self: must pay a flying visit Florida again before I am booted out of office)

I wonder if I should pop in to see our lads in Iraq at some stage? Just to show them my appreciation . That would just be aren’t there bombs and nasty bangy things in Iraq? I’ll ask them to make a short stop-over in Kuwait where I can have my photo taken with some nice clean men in uniform. Nobody will notice the difference .

Now I have a few moments on this airplane. Must make a “To Do” list. Can anyone here write?

1. Visit Israel for the first time in 8 years and solve Palestinian land issue before I am booted out of office. Who needs the Jewish vote now anyway?

2. Try and persuade my Intelligence guys that they were wrong about Iran closing down nuclear weapons production four years’ ago so that we can bomb another country citing as our motives WMD before I am booted out of office.

Oh yeah and finally:
3. Create World peace before I am booted out of office.

Should get that tied up in a week or so.

So it seems that there has been a touch of Devils and Idle Hands syndrome at BCUK again. The layout has been tweaked once more. Obviously a dull Saturday evening in Chateau Bloggy

Today I have been mostly filling in 'oles with subsoil which reminded me of Bernard Cribbins and led me to sing the "Hole In The Ground" song in a sad Mockney accent for the majority of the day. I really think it should be downloaded onto the old I-Pod for just such an occasion. In fact I should download songs to fit every occasion

"Rawhide" to play when moving the cattle
"The Eton Boating Song" for harrowing the fields (sorry but the Harrow School song is singularly dull)
INXS's "Mystify" for doing the accounts
"Shaddupayourface" to be played when I continue to labour a very un-funny point in a blog post