I know what I was doing …
Brilliant day !
Very hot, great venue, and the only problem was that Richie Havens was an hour late turning up.
Those were the days.
If only I could have been dressed like a hippy girl, the way I’d have wanted to be. 🙂
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All roads lead to Vienna
Danny won the lottery the other week!
Well, actually he won $1 on it, but for someone who virtually never gambles that’s still an achievement. 🙂
This week, probably to try to boost my spirits a bit, we’ve been having fun planning what we would do if we ever won “big” on the lottery. It’s a good way to get the brain juice flowing, even if only for a short while.
Last night I finally managed to get an evening out to have a few drinks and a game of darts. All in all the whole evening was a disaster, which is really great seeing as how I only get out about once a year other than when wifey is away. Such is the way of things right now.
So tonight, after another row with wifey, I needed a lift. I started by trying to find out if there are any tea dances that happen locally, without much success, and then hit youtube for some good old Viennese Waltz music.
It really doesn’t get much better than AndrĂ© Rieu, and this magical performance of what I’ve always considered to be the most beautiful piece of music ever written adds another item to the post-lottery wish list … best tickets in the house at a performance of Strauss at the beautiful  Empress Sisi’s castle in the Schönbrunn Palace in Vienna.
Of course I’d need to go shopping for a stunning outfit, shoes, jewellery, wig and everything first, and have the greatest make-over in history … but we could afford it. 🙂
Yes, it’s me again
Hi peeps 🙂
Sorry it’s been a while since I blogged, hopefully the following will explain things …
Yesterday I intercepted a comment from one of my caring followers wondering if everything was ok as I hadn’t been seen on the circuit for a while. Â As we have each other’s email addresses I thought the explanation was too lengthy to put in a comment reply and so began writing to her, but before I’d finished I realised that what I was really doing was drafting this post, one that I’ve been meaning to do anyway. Â So here’s what I’d written so far, and then I’ll “continue” with the rest of what I was going to say …
If only for a day
Yes, I know it’s a clichĂ©, but doesn’t every girl love organza ball gowns?
From as far back as I can remember I’ve seen myself gliding across a dance floor in a magnificent ballroom somewhere with the orchestra playing a beautiful Strauss waltz, the rustling of the material additional music to my ears and my jewellery glistening a rainbow of colours as I fulfill my dream.
