Not really, of course. But we have traded in out trusty Fiat Doblo for a shiny silver Citroen Berlingo with tinted windows so I can't be seen in the back whilst Mrs Rine and Lily occupy the front seats. I try (with varying degrees of success) to look like a rap singer on his way to a concert with Oz (Snoop Dogg Jr) in the back.
The real advantage of the Berlingo, apart from it doing more than 50 miles between fill-ups, is that it gives me the opportunity to reacquaint myself with croonsome 80's Foursome Manhattan Transfer and wave a CD of theirs every time I go out for a drive.
"FIRST WE TAKE MANHATTAN TRANSFER,THEN WE TAKE BERLINGO!"
Oh I, have the time of my life, and I've never felt this way before.
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How many tons of gravel can you get in the back of that thing?
I must have heard that song in the 80s and had it wiped from my memory by the taste police.
Blimey, I haven't heard that for a while... I'd stick to Manhattan Transfer.
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What's this got to do with 'slit your throat' music by Leonard Cohen???
I suppose the clue may be in the vid but I can't open it at the mo !
Oh you wouldn't want to do more than 50mph in one of those in anything more than a gentle breeze..they are top heavy!
Why do you sit in the back?
Ah ... you are now part of a select and privileged group. Kev drives a Berlingo - though rather more ancient than your silver dream machine.
He and his guitar sit in the front - guess who's in the back?
Dave: A whole Pit!
Geoff: The Taste Police were not much cop after Rory Gallagher departed.
Scarlett: Chanson D'amour ...RUT TUT TUT TUT TUT!!!
Sarah: Mr Cohen wrote the opus in question and Jennifer Warnes was one of his backing singers and also did a Medley with Bill from the Righteous Brothers in Dirty Dancin...
Lily has to sit in the front or she threatens to wee. It's blackmail I know.
Kaz: I feel a new bond with the Kevster now - Berlingo Brothers!Perhaps we could meet up for some Berlingo Cruising and do a few crosswords. He could point out some exotic birds to me....
Looking at the car, i'd take the horse'n'cart!
Ooh, I'll be ordering a couple of tons of cow muck soon - would you deliver it for me please? I'll make a cake for you in return (but don't tell Dave or he will want one too).
Whether he'd prefer the cake or the cow muck, I'm not quite sure.
That's one of the few Cohen tracks I can listen to without getting really angry. He's the one musician I'd really like to punch. . . well maybe Phil Oakey too.
. . . and Billy Idol.
Weller better watch his back too.
The cow muck would do my garden more good than the cake would do to my waistline.
John: It's got 1 horse power though.
Z: You could make a cow cake! The cars is seven seater but there's ruminate.
Malc: I remember Weller slagging off Clapton 15 years ago saying he's turned into a self absorbed arse. I burnt that into memory to hold it against him forever.
Dave: All those scantilly clade Stepford wives on neighbouring patios wouldn't like the small.
Weller, Oakey, Idol all more worthy of a sock in the jaw than diminutive west coast tit, Rupert Holmes?
I think not... Or several socks, even:
"That's for pina ...that's colada.....that's for walking...that's for home...that's for..."
[...you get the idea. It's more fun with Manuel and his Music of the Mountains, obviously....but what can you do?]
xxx
Mort
wv: potomy. One of my *favourite* pharoahs...
Thank you so much for planting that poisonous earworm. Apparently he was born David Goldstein in Northwich, Cheshire so can't be all bad!
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