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10 Murray is a magnificent beauty in the morning. It seems that the powers that be have delayed her demolition in the face of spirited opposition! Perhaps we will bask in her glory for a little while longer.

Time for another Sunday Top Five! Off the top of my head, I'm thinking about my Top Five Songs With The Word 'LOVE' In The Title.

1: Where Did Our Love Go?, The Surpremes

2: You've Got to Hide Your Love Away, The Beatles

3: Will You Love Me Tomorrow, The Shirelles

4: Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me, The Smiths

5: Love Is the Drug, Roxy Music

[Honourable mentions include: Love, Truth and Honesty by Bananarama; Love Is the Key by the Charlatans; (What's So Funny 'Bout) Peace, Love, and Understanding, Elvis Costello & The Attractions; Can't Help Falling in Love, Elvis Presley; Love the One You're With, Stephen Stills; You Love Us, Manic Street Preachers; Slave to Love, Bryan Ferry; Hot Love, T-Rex; and I'm Always in Love, Wilco.]

Comments

Magpie said…

Great top five choice for the day.
Sorry to hear they're going to demolish the building. Soon we'll have nothing for archeologists in the future to study.

14 February 2010 at 10:12

Roddy said…

Love Songs. The Beatles. Released 21st. October 1977.
The year you were born my son.
My memory goes back that far.
A very good year for love!

14 February 2010 at 17:06

yamini said…

Ouch.... You've hit a raw nerve with that title post Kris.

15 February 2010 at 19:47

Kris McCracken said…

Magpie, it's a long list!

10 Murray has won a reprieve for now. I wouldn't be surprised if the financing fell through and she'll survive.

16 February 2010 at 13:45

Kris McCracken said…

Roddy, it was a compilation!

16 February 2010 at 13:46

Kris McCracken said…

Yamini, surely not?

16 February 2010 at 13:46

Hold me now, oh hold me now, until this hour has gone around. And I'm gone on the rising tide, to face Van Dieman's Land

Theme Thursday again, and this one is rather easy. I am Tasmanian, you see, and aside from being all around general geniuses - as I have amply described previously - we are also very familiar with the concept of WATER. Tasmania is the ONLY island state of an ISLAND continent. That means, we're surrounded by WATER. That should help explain why I take so many photographs of water . Tasmania was for a long time the place where the British (an island race terrified of water) sent their poor people most vile and horrid criminals. The sort of folk who would face the stark choice of a death sentence , or transportation to the other end of the world. Their catalogue of crimes is horrifying : stealing bread assault stealing gentlemen's handkerchiefs drunken assault being poor affray ladies being overly friendly with gentlemen for money hitting people having a drink and a laugh public drunkenness being Irish Fenian terrorist activities being Catholic religious subversion. ...

Ah, Joe, you never knew the whole of it...

I still have the robot on the job. Here you can see the Tasmanian Museum and Art Gallery . And here is a poem: Soliloquy for One Dead Bruce Dawe Ah, no, Joe, you never knew the whole of it, the whistling which is only the wind in the chimney's smoking belly, the footsteps on the muddy path that are always somebody else's. I think of your limbs down there, softly becoming mineral, the life of grasses, and the old love of you thrusts the tears up into my eyes, with the family aware and looking everywhere else. Sometimes when summer is over the land, when the heat quickens the deaf timbers, and birds are thick in the plumbs again, my heart sickens, Joe, calling for the water of your voice and the gone agony of your nearness. I try hard to forget, saying: If God wills, it must be so, because of His goodness, because- but the grasshopper memory leaps in the long thicket, knowing no ease. Ah, Joe, you never knew the whole of it... I like Bruce Dawe. He just my be my favourite Austral...

But when the strong were too weak to hurt the weak, the weak had to be strong enough to leave.

Can you believe that it is time for Theme Thursday already? Today we are not talking chocolate , toddlers , mess or ignominy . No, today we're dealing with ANIMAL . Now I could have posted a picture of a possum, numbat, wombat, wallaby or any other furry killing machine that roams our fair isle, but I figure that I'd use a far more deadly creature as an example of an animal . Some people - I know them as fools - have chosen to embrace that highfalutin idea that human beans are for some ungodly reason superior to animals. Of course, what these imbeciles seem to forget is that were are simple animals ourselves ! Anyone with a baby, toddler, teenage boy or Queenslander in their household could tell you this. Look at Henry [above]. One chocolate frog in the back of the car on a sunny day and all of a sudden it's Elagabalus meets Bacchus for a quick shandy in the Serengeti and we're down on all fours carrying on like a cat in heat. Fair dinkum, anyone who chooses to ...

This will hurt me...

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