Saturday, August 19, 2006

Saturday - Sunshine on a Rainy Day.

Spent half the day checking out bikes. My back up bike is coming to the end of its life. Body part on it are beginning to fail. The chain is coming off more frequently. It appears the front cogs have worn away and become triangles (instead of trapezoids). Square part have rounded off. I now only have 2 operating gears on the backup bike. I have to accelerate with care lest the chain pop off with the power surge generated by SUPERTHIGHS :).

I tried a MARIN, and could not get on with it. I tried a TREK 7100 with front suspension and felt home again. I negotiated a good, at least familiar price. However I did not purchase it today.
I cycled over to another bicycle shop and tried out a RIDGEBACK VELOCITY and again it felt good but they would not negotiate on price. I then tried a GARY FISHER bike and again found it a good ride.
So I am left to ponder. Obviously the more you pay the better the parts you get. I am tending towards the TREK, as I have experienced its worthiness.

Only one of the kids over today. He is 6 and is CUTENESS epitomised. He also loves cuddles and has a constant smile and grin on him. He sees the best in everyone. We get on really well. The older kids are starting to look for peers to play with. The eldest, at 11, gets bored here now and misses playing with his local friends. So today he is at his friends. The middle child is spending a day with other relatives.

The weather meant we spent most of the afternoon and evening inside. Tomorrow has arrived but he is asleep, though he did wake up having suffered a bad dream. He asked for a glass of water. I asked him if he remembered the bad dream - he'd already forgotten the content of the dream. Isn't the brain a funny organ, you are left with the knowledge "it was a bad dream".


MY SOUL SINGS
HERE ARE A LIST OF TODAY'S TRACKS

Doris Day: QUE SERA, SERA
Clarence 'Frogman' Henry - I Don't Know Why I Love You
Black Beauty

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Cher-The Shoop Shoop Song
The Spinners - Workin My Way Back To You
Hawaii Five-O
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Doris Day: QUE SERA, SERA
When I was just a little girl,
I asked my mother, "What will I be?
Will I be pretty?
Will I be rich?"
Here's what she said to me:

"Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be."

When I was just a child in school,
I asked my teacher, "What will I try?
Should I paint pictures"
Should I sing songs?"
This was her wise reply:

"Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be."

When I grew up and fell in love.
I asked my sweetheart, "What lies ahead?
Will we have rainbows
Day after day?"
Here's what my sweetheart said:

"Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be."

Now I have Children of my own.
They ask their mother, "What will I be?"
Will I be handsome?
Will I be rich?"
I tell them tenderly:

"Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be.
Que Sera, Sera!"





The Spinners - Workin My Way Back To You
Ooh...ooh...ooh...
Ooh...ooh...ooh...

I'll keep working my way back to you, babe
With a burning love inside
Hey, I'm workin' my way back to you, babe
And the happiness that died

I let it get away
Do, do, do, do, do
(Been paying every day)
Do, do, do, do, do

When you were so in love with me
I played around like I was free
Thought I could have my cake and eat it too
But how I cried over losing you

See, I'm down and out
But I ain't about to go living my life without you
Hey, every day I made you cry
I'll pay and, girl, till the day I die

I'll keep workin' my way back to you, babe
With a burnin' love inside
Yeah, I'm workin' my way back to you, babe
And the happiness that died

I let it get away
Do, do, do, do, do
(Been payin' every day)
Do, do, do, do, do

Oh, I used to love to make you cry
It made me feel like a man inside
If I had been a man in reality
You'd be here, baby, loving me

Now my nights are long and lonely
And I ain't too proud, babe, I just miss you so
Girl, but you're too proud and you won't give in
But when I think about all I could win

I'll keep working my way back to you, babe
With a burning love inside
Yeah, I'm workin' my way back to you, babe
And the happiness that died

I let it get away
Do, do, do, do, do
(Been payin' every day)
Do, do, do, do, do

(You, you, babe)
My road is kind of long
(You, you, babe)
I just gotta get back home

Whoa, I'm really sorry for actin' that way
I'm really sorry, ooh, little girl
I'm really sorry for throwin' away our love, sweet little girl
I'm really sorry for makin' you cry
I really mean it, don't you hear me talkin' to you
I'm really sorry for telling you lies for so long

Oh, please, forgive me, girl, come on (Give me a chance)
Won't you forgive me, girl, hey, (Let's have romance)
Ooh, forgive me, girl (Let's try again)
Come on, forgive me, girl
I want you over and over and over and over and over again

Won't you give me one more try
If you don't I believe I'll die

I'm sorry for actin' that way
I'm really sorry, little bitty girl
I'm really sorry for throwin' away our love

Please, baby, forgive me, girl, oh (Give me a chance)
Won't you forgive me, girl, hey (Let's have romance)
Please forgive me, girl (Let's try again)
Forgive me, girl
I want you over and over and over and over and over again

I keep working my way back to you, babe
With a burnin' love inside
Hey, I'm workin' my way back to you, babe
And the happiness that died

I let it get away
Do, do, do, do, do
(Payin' every day)
Do, do, do, do, do

I keep working my way back to you, babe
Oh... yeah (Burning love inside)
I keep workin' my way back to you, babe
And the happiness that died

I let it get away
(Do, do, do, do, do)
Paying every day
(Do, do, do, do, do)

I keep working my way back to you, babe
Yeah... (Burning love inside)
(Working my way back to you, babe)
And the happiness that died

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