Thursday photo prompt: Otherworldly #writephoto

For visually challenged writers, the image shows an opening between boulders, through which a rocky plateau can be seen, half hidden by mist.

Weather beaten, souls

Alone in the mists of time

Step through the portal.


This is part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Challenge.

Song Lyric Sunday, Familiar Places.

Our host Jim Adams has set us the prompt of Familiar Places.

The town that you live in eventually becomes your hometown. The place where you grew up, or where you spent the largest portion of your childhood, or some place that you have visited extensively, a location where you have fond memories of can also be considered your home town. It could also be the place where your mail arrives, that is if you are not using a PO box. Your address is more of a general term, but your current place of residence means that you actually live there. You would reside in a dwelling or a home, that is if you are not living in a cardboard box out on skid row.

Well I am a Londoner through and through. I have chosen London Bye Ta Ta by David Bowie.

This song is by David Bowie and appears on the album The Forgotten Songs Of David Robert Jones (1997) and on the live album Bowie At The Beeb – The Best Of The BBC Radio Sessions 68-72 (2000).

“London Bye Ta-Ta”

London bye ta-ta
Strange young town
London bye ta-ta
Brought me down
Don’t like your new face
That’s not nice
Got to go far, far
London bye ta-ta

Gigi, Gigi, Gigi, Gigi
Take me away
Gigi, Gigi, Gigi, Gigi
Take me today
The boys in the clothes shop
Sold me curry for a pound
His cardboard face is soggy
And his sellings thorny crown

I loved her!
I loved her!
I’ve got to get away
But I loved her!

London bye ta-ta
Strange young town
London bye ta-ta
Brought me down
Don’t like your new face
That’s not nice
Got to go far, far
London bye ta-ta

Red light, green light
Make up your mind
Red light, green light
You’re far too un-kind
She loves to love all beauty
And she says the norm is funny
But she whimpers in the morning
When she finds she has no money

I loved her!
I loved her!
I’ve got to get away now
But I loved her!

London bye ta-ta
Strange young town
London bye ta-ta
Brought me down
Don’t like your new face
That’s not nice
Got to go far, far
London bye ta-ta

London bye ta-ta
Strange young town
London bye ta-ta
Brought me down
Don’t like your new face
That’s not nice
Got to go far, far
London bye ta-ta
Oh, London bye ta-ta
Oh, London bye ta-ta
Oh, eh

Written by David Bowie.

Lyrics from AtoZ Lyrics

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS April 18/2020

I am late doing my SoCs but as my dad would of said better late than never.

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “practice/practise.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

2019-2020 SoCS Badge by Shelley! 

So what is the difference between practice and practise. They sound the same and even look similar (except that one is spelled with a “c” and the other with an “s”) but their meanings are different. The word “practice” is a noun, it refers to an act itself, not who is doing it. On the other hand, practise is a verb meaning ‘do something repeatedly to improve one skill’.

In the USA you only use practice for a verb or a noun but here in the UK we use practice as a noun and practise as a verb.

So I go to the Dr’s or Dental practice but a Dr or Dentist practise their skills.

Image from Pixabay

Primrose Pip Perry

Very accomplished Fairy

Would practise her magic

Until she was perfect

Finally to her joy she became

A magic practitcioner of fame.


What Day is it Anyway. Saturday 18th April 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 ? 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.

That was just so moving and to honest it is just how the world is at the moment. This strange world we are living in is our new normal. I live on the flightpath to Heathrow and in the old normal world planes were passing above every few minutes.

© willowdot21

I took the above photo to show you the clear empty sky but all I got was a photo that reflected my world back in on me, just like life at the moment. Everything has become quiet and small.

© willowdot21

There is the empty blue sky I spoke of.

Well I must of done something Saturday afternoon, spoke to the boys, rang neighbours, walked Ruby but it escapes me.

So let’s have a happy Song.

Keep smiling 😁
Groundhog Day
Be safe 💜

This is part of LindaGHill’s #WHAT DAY IS IT ANYWAY.

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