- Nov 1, 2015
- Reaction score
- Having a nice cup of tea and a sit-down.
Yup, my parents had a JRT cross bitch called Ginny which they'd acquired from some bad home. Ginny was nervous and snappy, happy, unhousetrained, unfriendly, given to anxiety-chewing and food theft and a generally useless pet.She's the only cat I've ever had to go missing.I'd rather have found her dead in a bush, to be honest!
So you hope to meet the long-dead Alan Sherman in Camp Afterlife?!Communicated from the spirit world by one who went on ahead . . .
Hello Mater, Hello Pater,
Here we are then, Late & Later,
How you find it? Entertaining?
Have you met God, incidentally, he's still reigning?
I was married, to a woman.
She introduced me to her coven.
You remember Mrs Melly?
Well I can't explain those punctures in her belly!
All the angels, have one higher,
They're ambitious, in the choir,
I am barely mezzo-sopranna,
But they're adjusting me tomorra with a spanna!
Now I don't want this to scare ya,
Corona Virus ain't Malaria!
But I got it off a nice lass
And she got it off three others in her vice-class.
Dearest Pater, darling Mater,
I'm a repentant masturbator!
If there's still issues, with those tissues,
Can we bin them and I'll catch up with you later!
Tune is Dance of the Whores, as Beecham used to introduce it.
I don't think he's much known these days. Time was when that ditty was broadcast every week on Children's Favourites. Its references to American summer camp routines were probably quite exotic to many Brit Brats listening. It certainly added a weird dimension to La Gioconda, when the time came to hear that!the long-dead Alan Sherman
Yup, there was that, and the Laughing Policeman, and the Teddy Bears' Picnic, and...I don't think he's much known these days. Time was when that ditty was broadcast every week on Children's Favourites. Its references to American summer camp routines were probably quite exotic to many Brit Brats listening. It certainly added a weird dimension to La Gioconda, when the time came to hear that!
They would probably want rap these days! Does the show or concept survive in any form, in the world of downloads, play-lists and ipods?was a ditty hinting at an actual profanity considered fit for children?
I couldn't resist and went to youtube. The version I remember is Danny Kaye, although they're remarkably similar. The only other two on the list that I remember are big rock candy mountain (definitely burl ives) and of course over the rainbow. But my mother didn't have much time for kids' songs - she just assumed I was listening to Ella Fitzgerald and whatever else with the rest of the family.Here's a list from memory
7. Little White Duck - Danny Kaye
This seems odd. In the U.S. Burl Ives owned Little White Duck. One of my first children's LP's was titled "Burl Ives Sings Little White Duck and Other Children's Favorites.
Puffin' Billy was the theme some of a beloved children's' TV show, "Captain Kangaroo." I didn't learn the title of the piece until the 90's.
My father collected books about Edgar Cayce and of course I read them all. Cayce was a fascinating character and well worth reading about.Yes, I'm hoping to meet my parents in the afterlife, but I'm not expecting them necessaritly to be a couple!
Their marriage was a struggle on earth.
My mother had a previous love _someone who got killed in the war, and I hope for her sake she has been able to renew that relationship.
What if some of us are reincarnated?
We may have more than one set of 'significant others' to reunite with.
Surely, there's no rule that we can't!
Each one-to -one relationship is unique, stands by itself.
Does the desire to meet have to be mutual? What if one soul never wants to see the other soul ever again?
So many questions -no answers ,until we ourselves die and find out for ourselves! (There have got to be some mysteries left to us OAP's!)
Yup, we have no idea.Yes, different writers have different theories and ideas, but we won't really find out until we die.
Even then, I suspect that what we perceive as reality may depend on what we expect. (e.g the dwarfs in C.S Lewis 'children's book 'The Last Battle'. They still think they are in dirty old stable when they are in heaven . Perhaps this explains the existance of ghosts.)
I certainly don't want to be stuck with my current personality forever. Hopefully we eventually dissolve into a (possibly recyclable) neutral pool of energy.
It's akin to being on vacation and having to force yourself to avoid thinking of work (etc.) matters that await your return.I suppose the simplest thing to do is just ignore it and enjoy life while you have it. That's the simplest thing to do - but not the easiest, alas! You can't help having your thoughts drift towards death sometimes, unless you're truly blasé, so the best thing to do is not allow them to rule your actions.