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Step Inside Love. I Want You To Stay.

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I confess I shed a few tears at Cilla’s funeral today, given extraordinary coverage on BBC News.

She was part of the the soundtrack of my life.  I grew up with her.  One of my earliest memories, probably aged about six, was in the kitchen of our house in St Bernards Road, Solihull. My mum was there, at the sink, and Cilla’s voice singing ‘Downtown’ was blaring out of the transistor radio on top of the fridge.  (Yes, it was Cilla, not Petula Clark. Cilla did a version as well.)

Later, before she went over to tacky ITV, she was the BBC Saturday night star.  ‘Blind Date’ was amusing, the first time you saw it but the Cilla show was an institution and ‘Step Inside Love’ was perhaps the first time that romance entered my young mind.

Someone to be thankful for and a little sentimental about.

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August 20, 2015 at 1:49 pm

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This Is Not Porn, It’s Beauty.

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February 21, 2015 at 7:56 am

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Bono On Cannabis

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If I said I’d been skydiving you’d think I was cool.  Cannabis is much, much safer and it’s the coolest thing I’ve ever done.

Bono, Glastonbury 2011

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June 24, 2011 at 10:26 pm

Gary Moore RIP

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One of the all time greats.

He will be sadly missed.

At the risk of blaspheming against Jimi himself, this is almost better than the original!

I can see them both up there now alongside each other, shredding Stratocasters and blowing the Angels’ minds  (or getting blown by the Angels).

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February 6, 2011 at 6:24 pm

Why Weed Is Better Than Sex (?)

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Or on “high” days and holidays try both at the same time!

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January 22, 2011 at 10:31 am

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Rebecca – I Told You So! – WRONG—WRONG!

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I had this all ready to go!

I think the result is very strange.  Rebecca should have won.

She is the one who will go on to achieve great success.

It’s wonderful to be able to say I told you so nearly ten weeks ago!

She is the one with the X Factor.

She deserves it.

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December 12, 2010 at 10:29 pm

My Tribute To The Pope

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Without kind permission of Crosby Stills & Nash but with enormous gratitude.

CATHEDRAL

Six o’ clock
In the morning I feel pretty good
So I dropped into the luxury of the Lords
Fighting dragons and crossing swords
With the people against the hordes who came to conquer

Seven o’clock
In the morning here it comes I taste the warning
And I’m so amazed I’m here today
Seeing things so clear this way
In the car and on my way to Stonehenge

I’m flying in Winchester cathedral
Sunlight pouring through the break of day
Stumbled through the door and into the chamber
There’s a lady setting flowers on a table covered lace
And a cleaner in the distance finds a cobweb on a face
And a feeling deep inside of me
Tells me this can’t be the place

I’m flying in Winchester cathedral
All religion has to have its day
Expressions on the face of the Savior
Made me say
I can’t stay

Open up the gates of the church and let me out of here
Too many people have lied in the name of Christ
For anyone to heed the call
So many people have died in the name of Christ
That I can’t believe it all

Now I’m standing on the grave of a soldier that died in 1799
And the day he died it was a birthday
And I noticed it was mine
And my head didn’t know just who I was
And I went spinning back in time
And I am high upon the altar
High upon the altar, high

I’m flying in Winchester cathedral
It’s hard enough to drink the wine
The air inside just hangs in delusion
But given time
I’ll be fine

Open up the gates of the church and let me out of here
Too many people have lied in the name of Christ
For anyone to heed the call
Too many people have died in the name of Christ
That I can’t believe it all

And now I’m standing on the grave of a soldier that died in 1799
And the day he died it was a birthday
And I noticed it was mine
And my head didn’t know just who I was
And I went spinning back in time
And I am high upon the altar
High upon the altar, high

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September 18, 2010 at 3:34 pm

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