What Day is it Anyway? Sunday, March 29th, 2020

Why is Linda hosting this post.

She said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.

Why am I writing this post ? Because it’s day Seven since we have been told by Bossa to stay home and socially distance ourselves. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.

How did your day start! Mine started the same as every day since lock down! I stripped the bed and changed it, put the washing on, we then walked Ruby.

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When I got home the washing was done so I hung it out, it was incredibly windy and the duvet cover flew off the washing line, unfortunately the washing line is on the part of the garden that Ruby uses as a toilet… Hence I needed to wash the duvet again! Long story short I got two lines of washing out !

It was a wrap up warm day.

© willowdot21

Later in the day I discovered that the washing line had broke and the duvet cover a pair of pyjamas, a tea shirt …all will have to be washed again.

We had dinner then basically that’s my day

I have been intouch with friends and family. I am so tired so night night all.

But only allowed virtual ones.
Be safe out there.

This is part of LindaGHill’s #WDIIA.

The Three Things Challenge #188

Welcome to Di from pensitivy101: The Three Things Challenge. #188
Every day she’ll give you three things that will hopefully trigger your creativity.
You don’t have to use them all if you don’t want to, simply read the prompt and see what comes to mind. Today’s Three Things are VIOLIN, WIRE, HANDLE

Welcome to The Three Things Challenge.

The twins were identical to look at. Tempramentally though they were chalk and cheese. Their parents had a real job on their hands, they were a nightmare to handle.

When the girls got to seven years they both showed a great interest in music. They were each bought a violin, they learnt to play and were both exstremely talented. Music was the only thing the the girls could agree about and even that could become competitive!

They became professionals when they grew up they always played together. The only way to tell them apart was the violins, Vanessa’s violin was acoustic and May’s was electric and so had a wire!

Song Lyric Sunday Senses. 29th March.

This week Jim Adams our gallant host has given us the prompt :March 29, 2020 – Touch/Feel, for Song Lyric Sunday.

Isn’t it ironic as Alanis Morissette would say we have the prompt Touch/Feel in the middle of all this social distancing. Anyway sending love and virtual hugs to everyone out there wherever you are.

I have chosen a song written by Imogen Heap. It’s called Entanglement. She wrote the song about her and her partner Michael Lebor. He is a film director and he directed and is in the video with Imogen. I absolutely love this song combined with the video I find it magical. The video was film at Imogen’s house.

Michael Lebor film director.

Imogen Jennifer Heap (/born 9 December 1977) is an English singer-songwriter, record producer and audio engineer. Born in the London Borough of Havering, Heap became classically trained in piano, cello and clarinet at a young age. She began writing songs at the age of 13 and, while attending boarding school, taught herself both guitar and drums, as well as music production on Atari computers. Heap signed to independent record label Almo Sounds at the age of 18 and later began working with experimental pop band Acacia, alongside Guy Sigsworth, as a frequent guest vocalist. More information at Wiki


Here we are
Blood pressure rising fast
Air electric
Conduct this orchestra

A micro utopia born
As the overture plays
This prelude to life long love
Our bodies’ entanglement take
You all over me
Me all over you

Fearless heart
I’m going to take care of you
Whether spark or spiral
I’ll pull the strength of suns

It’s home where you hold me
So show me no mercy
On islands of cotton
Taboos get forgotten
Our body entanglement wants
You all over me
Me all over you

Burst me into bloom I dare you to
Lose yourself in our embodiment
Ravage this palate of pinks and reds
Dissolve into radiance

It’s home where you hold me
So show me no mercy
On islands of cotton
Taboos get forgotten
Our body entanglement wants
You all over me
Me all over you.

Source AtoZ Lyrics

Lyrics and Music by Imogen Heap



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