A Friday afternoon creative mind spring postcard.
I know I am a tragic romantic! Have a lovely weekend.
I was drawing this yesterday night, and this morning I read the news article that seems to fit perfectly with it. A little warmth in the dark and cold times of winter and economic crises.
Two German children – aged five and six – have been stopped by police from eloping to Africa to tie the knot in the sun, reports say.
The budding lovebirds, identified as Mika and Anna-Lena, packed bathing costumes, sunglasses and a lilo and headed for the airport.
They even had the presence of mind to invite along an official witness – Anna-Lena’s seven-year-old sister.
The three got as far as Hanover railway station before police intervened.
The young couple were “very much in love” and had decided to get married in Africa “where it is warm”, police spokesman Holger Jureczko told the AFP news agency.
How cute is that!
(Quote from I’m Gonna Be Warm This Winter Lyrics by Connie Francis)
Because it’s a beautiful song:
Audio no longer available (Snow Patrol – Warmer Climate)
Because it’s weekend.
Because this is the visual interpretation of voicilicious.
Because he’s back and that’s exactly what he is.
Enjoy your weekend.
you are the cry that turns to laughter,
you’re the hope that ends disaster.
(Her legs seem to be growing, she is unconsciously turning into a lanky girl. Nothing wrong with lanky people though, on the contrary)
Blame Bill for reading Eric. And Eric for singing this song.
I saw And when did you last see your father with Colin Firth and Jim Broadbent this weekend. This is one of those movies where not that much happens but it gets to you anyway. Jim Broadbent is playing Colin’s dad, he gets terminally ill and the film is about the last period of his life. About looking back and talking about things that have been left unspoken for a lifetime.
They are Scottish.
They are from Glasgow.
They have been around for quite a while.
I am always late in discovering delicious music like this.
When I heard this song for the first time today I had to run to my drawing pad.
In between dancing I draw the frog.
I have also listened to The Murders in the Rue Morgue – Read by Bill Nighy.
I wish I could hear Bill say “Loge du concierge” 24 hours a day.
Yes I love his hat.
But his message was really more important.
I hope it didn’t snow under in the hat talk.
Here’s the song. Clean the room. Start dancing.
Tomorrow is my last day at work.
Sound no longer available.
Was this the really the best I could come up with for a post?
But you’re the funny little frog in my throat.
I hope you stick around for a while.