fredag, mars 24, 2006

Dag 767: When Mamma was Woss

The watchlar stood in the fog, watching and waiting patiently. His tranquil eye caught site of a figure in the mist. Was that Bluebeard, with his rilkean heart, or had he just mistaken it for a Mizan? As the figure retreated into the background his gaze was drawn towards some frou-frou foxes frolicking in the midsummer fires beneath the pepper tree on the blue bell knoll.
It was nearly dawn and the sky turned pink orange red as the pearly dewdrops dropped. Throughout the dark months of april and may I would spend my time treasure hiding and I found that the thinner the air, the easier it was to bring a blush to the snow.

The watchlar had noticed that, with his treasure of glass candle grenades, the spanglemaker would travel by road river and rail to heaven or Las Vegas, while the moon waxed and wained in the gold dust rush.

The fifty fifty clown broke the silence of our angelhood with the sound of calfskin-smack.
"You should know who you are at every age" he said, "don't you know you have a Weekly Woss Weport to write".

He was right of course, so without further delay I put on my summerhead and began to pur.

The first bit of news is that Morrissey is a no show. The Radio Times said that last time he was on the wossy show he seemed very uncomfortable so they were a bit surprised he had agreed to go on it again, tough they did add that he had a new album to promote. I didn't catch who he had got instead, but it looked like some lady or other.

First up is Sir David Attenborough who is on TV at the moment with a new Planet Earth series. I have only watched a few clips of this so far, but I have been taping the series onto my hard disk recorder so I can put it on DVD and watch it in its entirety later. All the clips I have seen look brill and the use of Sigur rós as the background music adds to the atmospheere of the whole thing. The subject has somehow got onto religion and origins etc. Mr Attenborough is making some pretty good points in my opinion.

Now they are talking about global warming and stuff. My situation on that is that I have a smart car which is nice and green, but I also fly in a plane twice a week and today Leeds Bradford airport was fogbound so the plane I was in circled for around 45 minutes before heading off to Teeside thus negating all the savings my smart car had made in one fell swoop. I was offered a couch trip to Leeds Bradford airport so I asked if they could drop me off at Boroughbridge as the couch would go right past it, which would save me going all the way to LBA only to get a taxi bacl to my house (just outside Boroughbridge) only to be told "computer says no" - so I just got a taxi home from Teeside instead. It may have cost me £70 put it probably got me home at least 1 and a half hours earlier than I would have had I taken this couch. My taxi zoomed off while the other punters were still sorting out their luggage prior to boarding the coach.

Now it seem to be Charlotte Church's boyfriend being interviewed - maybe he is the Morrisey replacement. Mr Woss is basically taking the mikey out of him and talking in a Pakistani/Welsh accent. Once he got bored of doing that he spent the rest of the time going on about Charlotte Church. I think that teh guy being interviwed thought that wossy boy was a bit of a pratt.

Now it is Pink. When I was working in Germany we met a girl called pink in a mexican restaurant, but this one seems to be american. I like the german one better - though once she told us what her jack russel was called I warmed to her a bit more.
Now she is singing her new song and then suddenly the show was over - just as suddenly as it had started. The itchy glowblo blow worms had been suckling the mender and I just hadn't realised that Ella Megalast burls forever.

Maybe a trip in a kissed out red floatboat would make me feel multifoiled.

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