The power of Petunias
We had a very pleasant day today en famille, as Mother came to visit Dolores Delargo Towers #4 for the first time. Despite the hurricane force winds that are currently battering our bit of North London, we managed to spend quite a bit of it in the extensive gardens (of course!) - and I think she was impressed.
However, just in time for the start of my fortnight's break, we're looking at grey cloud, possible rain and drizzle and considerably cooler temperatures for the next few days at least, so I think we'll need some cheering up on that score...
I reckon a little Nouvelle Vague is in order!
Sublime.
But, dear reader, should anyone be wondering "that song sounds familiar; I wonder who sang the original?" - have no fear! Here it is:
Let's dance little stranger
Show me secret sins
Love can be like bondage
Seduce me once again
Burning like an angel
Who has heaven in reprieve
Burning like the voodoo man
With devils on his sleeve
Won't you dance with me
In my world of fantasy?
Won't you dance with me?
Ritual fertility.
Like an apparition
You don't seem real at all
Like a premonition
Of curses on my soul
The way I want to love you
Well it could be against the law
I've seen you in a thousand minds
You've made the angels fall
Won't you dance with me
In my world of fantasy?
Won't you dance with me?
Ritual fertility.
Oh come on little stranger
There's only one last dance
Soon the music's over
Let's give it one more chance.
Won't you dance with me
In my world of fantasy?
Won't you dance with me?
Ritual fertility.
Take a chance with me
In my world of fantasy.
Won't you dance with me?
Ritual fertility.
Indeed.
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