I love vinyl.
I have loads of it. So much that it’s becoming a bit of a problem, because I move house so often… but I can’t seem to part with any of my records.
More about that here:
And here is Part Deux. Not before time, I know. I’ve gathered such a huge collection of dodgy album covers online, that it may take me a year to post them all….
I chose these ones at random. I closed my eyes and clicked.
First off the block we have:
Is her neck broken? Or perhaps her back?
I’ve been doing aerobics on and off for 20 years and I can quite safely say that this particular move has never been part of any routine I’ve followed. In fact, I used to throw my head around like that when I was dancing in my misspent youth, and all the favours it did me, was ongoing neck and back problems. I wonder how she’s doing these days..?
Is my interpretation of digital timing wrong, or is that a 20 second workout? Ah, 20 minutes. Oh, well… if I’d end up with a body like hers, I might just try it…
It was seen on TV, after all…
Astronauts in gaily coloured suits and multicoloured women from outer space (those curly antennae never work well, in my experence). Apparently they’re thrilling the ladies with gifts. What those gifts are, are anyone’s guess. I think they’re cocktails…? In brandy balloons. Hey, brandy is brown, man! I hate being misrepresented, don’t you?
I’m always up for an escapade, though. Especially in space.
I bags being the pink lady…
Nice to be with you too, Jim. Didn’t your mother ever tell you it was rude to point?
Their name is Omega, in case you didn’t get it from the prominently placed symbol. I wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t, because it wasn’t the first thing I noticed…
I think they guy with the blond frizz and I have the same hairdresser….
Is the guy on the right wearing a frock? It’s all very odd. They must be Scandinavian.
Just because I’ve been so active in my garden this week, I had to choose this one (the only one I actually chose). I always play music whist I’m pottering amongst the living things, but I hadn’t considered playing them Dr George’s music when I’m not around. Maybe that’s why my snow peas died overnight?
Does the fact he is a doctor, have any bearing on his horticultural skills? Maybe he’s a Doctor of Wilting Indoor Plants…
Arright. That’s it for another episode, my lovelies.
Feel free to make your own interpretations…
Song Of The Day – Scott Matthews – Elusive