Good morning you dear, dear sweet folks…wait up!
OMG!!! Brooke; what have you done? I am so, so embarrassed. That was such an old photo and I look so fat, but since I have started to get more exercise I feel I’m in better shape…
BTW I got the proofs back from the Rock clandestine shoot; WOW; I felt the earth move!
I missed you too Izzie, so much in fact that I am planning a trip to Londinium as soon as I get my license after I was told (I think it was DJJD) that you can drive round Hudson Bay through the wilderness to Baffin Bay, across Greenland, down to Iceland and into Scotland. Then it is downhill all the way to England.
Perhaps we could sing a karaoke version of:
My Old Dutch: A Cockney Song "
I've got a pal,
A reg'lar out an' outer,
She's a dear good old gal,
I'll tell yer all about 'er.
It's many years since fust we met,
'Er 'air was then as black as jet,
It's whiter now, but she don't fret,
Not my old gall
Chorus. " We've been together now for forty years,
An' it don't seem a day too much,
There ain't a lady livin' in the land
As I'd "swop" for my dear old Dutch.
I calls 'er Sal,
'Er proper name is Sairer,
An' yer may find a gal
As you'd consider fairer.
She ain't a angel " she can start
A-jawin' till it makes yer smart,
She's just a woman, bless 'er eart,
Is my old gal! Chorus.
Sweet fine old gal,
For worlds I wouldn't lose 'er,
She's a dear good old gal,
An' that's what made me choose 'er.
She's stuck to me through thick and thin,
When luck was out, when luck was in,
Ahl wot a wife to me she's been,
An' wot a pal! Chorus.
I sees yer Sal "
Yer pretty ribbons sportin'
Many years now, old gal,
Since them young days of courtin'.
I ain't a coward, still I trust
When we've to part, as part we must,
That Death may come and take me fust
To wait.......... my pal!
Chorus.
You English sure know how to write a tune.