@rubyred wrote:
I love the jingle jangly geetar.. I think o you a lot TB.. not in a deep love kinda way :) as i know we will be pals forever.. from morningside crescent to the auld apollo..
I prefer lifes jingly jangly..geetar or acoustic set. as wel as love, in a non love way.. how easily we forget,aboot the pheasants to the peasants the apollo to the swallow.. in renfield street yet..
may yer life be forever jingle jangled !
aye!
Aye, it’s a long road from the hormonic and not harmonic spit-riddled Ballroom to this 21st century way of life. Isn’t it funny how families decline and grow at the same time ? The names and upbringing stay the same but the characters are so different !
There must be a jingly-jangly unwritten tribute to that, and I’m just the man to write it – if only I passed my GCSE in Applied Jingly-Janglyness. Still, I’m proud of my days as a drummer in a band that never made it, even when all and sundry benefitted from the bandwagon. But those library books were just so damn interesting.
Kate was never Pebbles or Terry or any of them, but still, rubyred, it remains the case that you grace this place.
xT