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- Cherry Blossom Avenue
- by notanotherblogger
- in notanotherblogger.blog.co.uk
- 8 days old
- I recall when it was just me and you Holding hands strolling down the avenue Before dawn to sit and watch the sunrise My proposal, to you was a surprise I remember when it was just we two Our romance and the love was strong and true Cherry blossom was falling from the trees Walking barefoot, arm in arm, as we please Do you recall when our love... more
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- Desert Island Discs
- by SeasideMan
- in seasideman.blog.co.uk
- 10 days old
- I was challenged by Frankofyle, so my list is below. These aren’t my 8 favourite pieces of music, they are 8 that I think I could listen to again and again…and again. I’ve deliberately gone for a broad range of genres, and a maximum of one piece per artiste. There is a wide spread of mood as well. I’ve numbered them, but... more
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- You’ve Got To Walk That Lonesome Valley
- by SeasideMan
- in seasideman.blog.co.uk
- 19 days old
- If you’ve read a lot of these blogs of mine, you might know that I’m a big fan of old acoustic blues music. So keen in fact that I’m learning to play it myself. Last night, Helen was tired and went to bed early, so I went into my studio and watched some old videos of Mississippi John Hurt playing and singing. This one impressed... more
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- The Faker ( A Tan is a Tan is a Tan?)
- by westernpoet
- in poetryemotion.blog.co.uk
- 29 days old
- I do not think that I need a lift I’d rather walk than be in your car Yesterday was the day we agreed I waited, pondering, where you are I know you said it was not the end I know you wanted to remain friends You faker, you faker, you were never there You faker, you faker, I refuse to share You faker, you faker, I don’t need your love You faker,... more
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- How another woman makes love to your wife.
- by SpookyMoon
- in SpookySpyConfessions.blog.co.uk
- 53 days old
- I cracked into her email account that first time and I tell you why I did it. I did it because I knew something was going on, first the humming, then the popping to the shops at odd times of the evening to get some milk and coming back with eggs and no milk. I did it because of the way she coiled the phone wire around her finger and pointed her... more
