Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Tonight back late, tired and tapped out, I poured myself a glass of wine and briefly exchanged news of the day with Mrs H who was imminently off on a Girls' Night Out (outrageous!). The daughters got the Monopoly out ("Well, it is a bit late for that..." - 'Oh, Daddy...!"), I set Mr Shuffle to 'Go' and started cooking up a dhal.
Mr Shuffle played the best, most right-for-my-mood and the moment and the time of year and all, little shuffle sequence.
The girls played on, buying up the train stations - two a piece ("always buy up the train stations"), building houses and hotels, and Mr Shuffle dropped his tunes and the tomatoes sank into the cooking lentils and the aroma of fresh ground ginger and garlic arose and.....things were good.
The wine was fine.
Things were good.
I go all old indie and goth at this time of year - it's an almost involuntary reaction to the turning of the earth and the lengthening of the shadows.
If you came here for this sort of thing once upon a blogdream you'll now be saying 'At last!'
If you came here for the funky when the summer was around, you'll now be thinking 'You wha-?'
If you've been around for a while, you'll know the score by now.
This Mortal Coil - 'Help Me Lift You Up' (1991)
Biff Bang Pow! - 'She Paints' (1988)
Mr S. actually played these back to back; it just went. We must add TMC to our list of tracks with good thundery bits at the start.