‘Scotland Abroad’
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‘The game is now over, I’m glad that we played
A wounded heart full of sorrow, nothing betrayed
Guilt is love’s shadow yet I’ll never forget
From the corner of my eye your silhouette’
from my song ‘Pain’ aka ‘Love’s Shadow’
True story. I spent a lot of time watching England eventually win the cricket World Cup on Sunday. It was a small family occasion and we were all glued to the TV. The last time we had all been in the same room at the same time watching cricket was in 2005 when England took The Ashes back from Australia by managing to draw the last test at The Oval. My Grandmother watched that one with the rest of us. She was still alive back then. I was still a kid.
Grandmother was mad without realizing she was mad. She’d often do things and say things that others saw as funny or weird and she never understood why. It was watching that final test match she came out with a classic that went like this. “I’m terribly worried about the number of young people cursed with deafness. It’s an epidemic I think but there’s nothing on the news about it. I blame government’s secrecy – mark my word, they’re up to something.” I remember asking her for a bit of clarity. She came back at me saying, “Surely you must have noticed it George. Everywhere I go I see youngsters wearing hearing aids. Hundreds of them.” Getting her drift I pointed out that they weren’t hearing aids and what they actually were, were in-ear headphones for portable devises. ‘I’m sure you’re wrong about that George. I know a hearing aid when I see one.’ There wasn’t much point arguing. She never admitted she was ever wrong about anything. Mentioning it to my dad he reminded me she also insisted that a ‘DVD’ was actually called a ‘VDV’ and that her ‘George Formby Grill’ was actually a ‘George Foreman Grill’ – for the record George Formby was an English comedian and ukulele player from a long time ago.
I still miss her particular brand of madness. She left me feeling punch drunk most times so in her honour here’s my song ‘Punchdrunk’. I hope you like it;
‘Flowers for a Mad Grandmother’
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the hearing aids thing made me chuckle out loud!
The flowers are beautiful. I’m sure you do miss her!
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Thanks. I do miss her, not just for the fact she always dug deep and gave me loads of money, but because she was mad – in a good way. Thanks again ~ George
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haha
well it definitely sounds like mad in a good way. Sounds like a lot of my favourite people 🙂
And you are welcome!
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Liked the lyrics, story and photos.
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Thanks for visiting. It always means a lot. Thanks again ~ George
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You are very welcome!
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What a woman she must’ve been! Great story.
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Thanks for reading. She certainly was a nutter. My dad reminded me of a great aunt who used to put on new knickers every day when she walked up to the shops just up the road from where she lived. She did it in case she got run over by a bus and had to be rushed to hospital. She couldn’t cope with the idea of ending up there without immaculate knickers. The thing was that there was a wide pavement with no roads to cross on the way to the shops. I think all my lot were nutters. Thanks again ~ George
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Nutters are the best. I strongly suspect I’m becoming one.
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I remember from my childhood the warning to always wear clean knickers (underpants in the US) when going out. I like your wonderful mad grandmother.
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Thanks. I agree people who are ‘mad’, rather than medically insane, seem to enjoy life more. Thanks again ~ George
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Wonderful story and song, Zoolon. Loved the earbud explication particularly because I was anticipating a reference to rock concerts. An interesting instance of Occam’s gone off on an unexpected but endearing tangent.
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Thanks Bill. Tangents were her thing. Thanks again ~ George
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Wonderful, as always.
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Thanks. I appreciate that ~ George
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So beautiful!
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Thanks Mermaid ~ George
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RE-posted on twitter @trefology
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Thanks for that ~ George
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Sweet Grandma. I like your song. This is a great album.
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Thanks again. From some of the comments it looks like all Grandmothers are pretty good people. That’s good ~ George
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This was a great post! Love your grandma!! The music and the art work are very good!
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Thank you. I appreciate you reading and listening. Thanks again ~ George
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Oh, I miss my grandmas. They were each so unique; the one who made sandwiches for the church for funerals, smoked on her porch, sewed clothes for me, and laughed all the time. The one who would snuggle into bed with us on sleepovers to read stories, loved watching baseball games, played cribbage with me, and talked like Winnie the Pooh.
There’s never a soul quite like a grandma xxxxx
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Agreed. It’s funny how you miss them more than you could realize when they are dead. Still, their stories live on. Thanks ~ George
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They do, they do. xxxxx
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What a wonderful woman your Gran sounds to have been. Love Punchdrunk.
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Thanks Cath. She was a mad old bat – my mum’s name for her – but I miss her. I’m so glad you liked the song. Thanks again ~ George
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I shouldn’t laugh but your Grandma made me laugh right out loud. I mean no disrespect. I enjoyed your song. I think I may end up an mad old bat myself if i live long enough. 😊
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thanks for this and your support.
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Nice piece, I am going to reblog this one for you.
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Reblogged this on Truth Troubles.
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Thanks for that. I tried to log in on your site but got blocked for some WP reason. Anyhow, thanks again ~ Zoolon aka George
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The song has such a relaxed vibe to it. It’s very soothing. I especially loved the acoustic/electric short guitar solo in the beginning after the first stanza. I also loved the story about your grandmother.
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Thanks for that, Nitin. I live for music so kind words always help keep the creativity going. My old Nan was a true nutter for sure. Thanks again ~ George
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What a beautiful post!
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Thank you, Eugenia ~ George
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Sweet tribute to your grandmother, George…
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Thanks, Bette ~ George
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Sweet tribute to your grandmother, George…
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