I was bored, and was flicking through the tv channels - as well as fighting with this frippy-felippity-frapp-froup hayfever.....yes people it is back.....damn grass seeds......
any hoo.....found a festival - the NewportFolkFestival - and they had an acoustic set by none other than the Pixies. I love only one song.....we all know it, c'mon, it has to be "where is my mind?" ah-ha you know what I am talking about. So now I ask, what memory has just floated up from your dusty memory box?
All my teenage angst surfaced all at once.....dancing to this song in the clubs I should not have been allowed in....(quick note - can you really dance to it? we used to sway side to side, and I am sure we looked bloody stupid!!!!!) I LOVED being a teenager. My family did NOT LOVE me being a teenager. I mean really my bloggy friends, you have come to know me well......now add about a million more hormones, and the selflessness and consideration of , say, a toddler.....(yes, I am all about the toddlers as I happen to own one).....throw in some cat fights, tears, tantrums, dodgy clothes, and a DT50cc, and voila! You have my teenage years! I BLOODY LOVED THEM!! ha ha ha. I am writing and laughing as I remember more bits and pieces, I am cringing at some things, but on the whole, I thought I ruled the world - well I ruled my own world........
So if you could go back to then, knowing what you know now.....what would YOU change?
What would I change? well I would definitely throw away the Doc Martins.....and perhaps taken up bird watching....eagles in particular......
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Getting a call from Mr A. last night - sigh - I adore that man.
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T-41 and counting!
