Monday, April 10th, 2006

caddyman: (Psychedelic)
Asleep on my feet tired, I cannot doze off.

I fell onto the bed at around 5.15 this afternoon, and lay with my eyes closed determinedly listening to music, but I never really dozed off. I remained immobile for a couple of hours and daydreamed in lieu of sleep, which seemed to help a little.

Since then I have tried various bits and pieces on the PC and telly to keep me entertained, but only with partial success. In the meantime I have become steadily tireder. I am hoping the shower I just had, plus the cup of chocolate Ovaltine I have here and a couple of Nytol just swallowed will do the trick.

If not, I'm out of ideas, short of a general anaesthetic.

Towards the end of this week, I shall be off to Shropshire and then the coast for a total of ten days over Easter week.I NEVER have difficulty sleeping within earshot of the sea. I just have to wait that long...

And thus ends an otherwise splendid weekend: not with a bang, but a yawn, to paraphrase.
caddyman: (Psychedelic)
Asleep on my feet tired, I cannot doze off.

I fell onto the bed at around 5.15 this afternoon, and lay with my eyes closed determinedly listening to music, but I never really dozed off. I remained immobile for a couple of hours and daydreamed in lieu of sleep, which seemed to help a little.

Since then I have tried various bits and pieces on the PC and telly to keep me entertained, but only with partial success. In the meantime I have become steadily tireder. I am hoping the shower I just had, plus the cup of chocolate Ovaltine I have here and a couple of Nytol just swallowed will do the trick.

If not, I'm out of ideas, short of a general anaesthetic.

Towards the end of this week, I shall be off to Shropshire and then the coast for a total of ten days over Easter week.I NEVER have difficulty sleeping within earshot of the sea. I just have to wait that long...

And thus ends an otherwise splendid weekend: not with a bang, but a yawn, to paraphrase.

Strange songs

Monday, April 10th, 2006 03:21 pm
caddyman: (music)
When you go will you send back a letter from America?1 or so we are enjoined by the Proclaimers, a spotty pair of Scots twins with a Harry Palmer fixation, in their world-wide hit, er… Letter from America.

It occurs to me that this is a bit rotten, and rather expensive, considering that there is generally a mailbox much closer than that. And suppose that “when you go”, you are just nipping out to the corner shop for a packet of sugar and some corn plasters? Bit of a cheek, if you ask me.

Especially when the song goes on to talk about “Miami to Canada” just a couple of lines later, in the chorus.

So, they want you to take a letter out to America, wander the length of Route 1, over the border into Canada, and post it back to them? Bit ripe, wouldn’t you say?

These are the boys who, and I quote,

“(But) I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1,000 miles
To fall down at your door”


Now if they’re that barmy, I think they should deliver the letter themselves.

Presumably it’s a stunt to do with the Guinness Book of Records.

Madness, sheer madness.

I’m bored.


1 Pronounced: Wan ye gore whale-ye senbark a litter-free Americ-uh?

Strange songs

Monday, April 10th, 2006 03:21 pm
caddyman: (music)
When you go will you send back a letter from America?1 or so we are enjoined by the Proclaimers, a spotty pair of Scots twins with a Harry Palmer fixation, in their world-wide hit, er… Letter from America.

It occurs to me that this is a bit rotten, and rather expensive, considering that there is generally a mailbox much closer than that. And suppose that “when you go”, you are just nipping out to the corner shop for a packet of sugar and some corn plasters? Bit of a cheek, if you ask me.

Especially when the song goes on to talk about “Miami to Canada” just a couple of lines later, in the chorus.

So, they want you to take a letter out to America, wander the length of Route 1, over the border into Canada, and post it back to them? Bit ripe, wouldn’t you say?

These are the boys who, and I quote,

“(But) I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1,000 miles
To fall down at your door”


Now if they’re that barmy, I think they should deliver the letter themselves.

Presumably it’s a stunt to do with the Guinness Book of Records.

Madness, sheer madness.

I’m bored.


1 Pronounced: Wan ye gore whale-ye senbark a litter-free Americ-uh?

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