Expecting to Fly

So I did the whole “being sociable” thing with Bev et al. Not half bad. Not half tipsy! I spent a fair portion of the next day  (luckily my day off),  sleeping. What a night though. Made me think about what I’ve been missing and I almost pulled – four times! Still got it, sorry boys! Also I seem to know more than that lot when it comes to modern celeb culture (for better or worse). Will need to cut down my trashy magazine intake :-).

That said…

A magazine posed an interesting question today, if I could bring someone back from the dead, who would it be? OK, so not the most original question in the world, but I’m not much fussed if it gets me thinking. The obvious candidates ran through my mind – Monroe, Presley, Sellers. Beverley interrupted and then I forgot all about it. Later, in a moment of white wine clarity I decided that in this world of (real and imagined) resurrections maybe the really good people are those you can’t bring back. Those who fought for a future they would never see and died believing in it.

Well dear readership, sorry if I brought you down (!!), but here’s a little something for someone special because I know you’d like it. Lost but not forgotten. Hey, maybe you are out there somewhere still. Being free, keeping it real. I hope so.

For Vika…

Stay beautiful.

Love, Amelia

x

 

P.S.

You may want to just listen to the beautiful music and not actually watch it or you’ll likely go blind. I’m of the opinion you make your own head-videos to accompany great music anyway. This song makes me think of vast open spaces, sun-kissed marble and doves. What does it  conjure for you?