w.atching the w.orld unw.ind

Today's lyric:

"Wheel, gull spin and glide ... you've got no place to hide
'Cause you don't need one

All along the lee shore, shells lie scattered in the sand
Winking up like shining eyes at me

Here is one like sunrise - it's older than you know
It's still lying there, where some careless wave forgot it long ago
When I awoke this morning, I dove beneath my floating home
Down below her graceful side, in the turning tide
To watch the sea-fish roam.

And there I heard this story, from the sailors of the Sandra Marie
There's another island a day's run away from here
And it's empty and free

From here to Venezuela, there's nothing more to see
Than a hundred thousand islands, flung like jewels upon the sea.
For you and me.

Sunset smells of dinner
Women are calling at me to end my tales.
But perhaps I'll see you, the next quiet place?
I furl my sails."

Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young: "The Lee Shore"
From the album: "Four Way Street"

means that, now the whole sorry saga has virtually ended, I can send details of the event to the CGM at The Bank.

Two cheques, which we were assured 100% would be re-presented after the frst rejection, didn't, so that's 10 quid per cheque to put a stop on them. And one of the other cheque recipients charged 12 quid to represent, so a copy of that letter will also be sent to the CGM for reimbursement and a letter of apology to the firm concerned (thanks for that advice, Witchy.

I'm reckoning on asking for 1% of the value of the cheque paid in to cover phone costs, postage and general inconvenience. 80 sobs seems fair, don' it?

Now. To nicer matters, my little chickadees.

I'm off on hols, but of course wouldn't dream of leaving you without entertainment.

The gorgeous, articulate, degreed-up, artistic (well, she designed this site, didn't she), amusing, (Ok. That's enough buttering-up. Ed.) Magpie, newly of this beautiful blog has bravely been volunteered to guest in my absence. It will be interesting to see what daily lyrics she (hopefully) posts for you and what visits they engender from Mr. Goggle?

Please forgive her any typos, for she noes knot wat she duz.

Enjoy your week(s)ends, y'all.