The beginning of June has seen a flurry of warm sunshine....it has been quite a shock...June for the past few years has been nothing but a wash out....perhaps this coming Saturday being full of street parties to celebrate the Queens big 90th birthday....has caused all the Goblins in the tall grass to work overtime and give us all a small break from concrete skies....
I do not think i will be attending one, my advancing age means the space for small children running between my legs and ramming ice cream cornets on my nose, with bags of energy is on the wain...i shall hide in the garden and pop a few Chardonnay corks and raise a glass or two....ba humbug is probably the right thought at this moment, however i am one of those whom can switch my mind into moving madness at any given second, so...Perhaps...is the better word on this warm night...
The Euro Football...starts this weekend also...i doubt very much whether i will blow bubbles, sing dancing in the rain,watch one second of the coming circus..i have drawn in the Office sweep stake...Republic of Ireland...some where in the distant past of family trees...some Irish lies buried, i might whisper to some old ghosts to spur them on upset the apple cart and make the wearing of green something to dance around the may pole in glee... should they win the cup....now that would mean Chardonnay in large glasses...So Goeth....