- Nell and I went with my Mothers' Group friends Astrid and Jenny to their school's Music Trivia Night. Pardon? Of course we won! I had to stay stone cold sober all evening too; curse those antibiotics. There were these extra bonus games outside the main Trivia Competition: Heads or Tails (predict the coin drop) at which I suck, a Limbo competition (at which I also suck, but I think I've got more of an idea of the technique for future attempts) and a game of True or False which, through a combination of 95% lucky /shrewd guesswork and 5% actual knowledge - on the final knock-out question when it counted - I won! Which was worth an extra bottle of wine and a giant Toblerone bar.
- Cherub walks around the house singing all day. He's just a boy with a song in his heart, and it makes me so happy. My favourite is when he sings We all live in a lallow sumba-ween, a lallow sumba-ween, a lallow sumba-ween.
- We finally got Bertie Wooster a new collar, with a charming tinkly bell. I actually thought I would get him a nice red or blue collar to set off his coffee brown fur, but suddenly I saw this purple velvet one (in a complementary warm tone) with diamantés! Wasn't worth even looking at anything else after that. He was very funny for the first hour or two, running away from himself and being slightly confused. He then became very competent at removing his new collar, until Fixit fixed it to cat-proof levels.
- Climber's favourite song at present is The Cure's In Between Days. It's a lot to do with his little girlfriend being overseas. Come back, come back, come back to me. He didn't quite have the lyrics right to start with. It should be:
And I know I was wrong
When I said it was true
That it couldn’t be me and be her
In between without you.
He sang:
And I know I was wrong
When I said it was true
That it couldn’t be me and be her
In a tree without you.
And I think if you are a Climber Boy then there is probably some sort of logic to his misheard lyric.
Just one finger between the collar and the neck - those cats are cunning - I predict you back at the pet shop within a week.
ReplyDeleteAnd how cool are your kid's song choices ... are you sure you want me to dumb them down ?.
Makes sense to me - it couldn't be her in a tree.
ReplyDeleteI want to be on your team for trivia night- I'm pretty kick-arse myself. I think we'll frighten a lot of people. (except in the sports round.)
Cats.
ReplyDeletePurple collars.
Singing children.
Groovy songs.
I love your home.
Maybe I'm in a soppy kind of mood, but that story of Climber's 'missing his girl friend' song makes me almost teary. It's so unbearably sweet. You have darling boys.
ReplyDeleteHow empty we'd all be without music. Think of it. Life would mostly suck.
ReplyDeleteLove the mis-sung lyrics. It's fun to do it on purpose, too. My daughter is loving an inappropriate song right now. (Oh,well, hell.) One line is ..."all my sex and my diamonds" or something equally as silly. We've convinced her it's "sacks of diamonds." Makes sense. We all belt it out together dreaming of being rich.
What a beautiful cat you have - was scanning there he was... shh don't tell my little (and not so little) girls.
ReplyDeleteI will post a couple of pics of my quilting assistants...
Lallow sumba ween and The Cure? Talk about an age difference!
ReplyDeleteMy Personal Ecologist informs me (I don't know why, I do not have a cat) that cats require three bells. Two they can learn to hold still and still catch birdies. Three they are not co-ordinated enough to keep quiet.
My kid has been singing "happy happy happy happy happy" lately. Which is unbearably cute. We think he's aiming for Happy Birthday, but he doesn't do it at birthday parties in front of others.
I love music trivia nights. The last one I went to was about five years ago at our old school. I'm a dynamo on anything 1981. Crap on all other years.
ReplyDeleteWe came second, but I think the winning table cheated - they had a professional (Red Symons) so I think they should've had a handicap. Handicap equal to the points they won by plus one would've done it.
Bertie is, as always, gorgeous. And poiple sounds lovely. (Won't he match one of your tap dancing costumes now?)
ReplyDeletePoor Climber - so young for so much heartbreak?
Sharp lad, that Climber.
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We'll I'll sing along with both of them.
ReplyDeleteCats are sneaky. You know if they had opposable thumbs, they'd kick us out, don't you?
Bertie looks lovely in his new collar. My Harvey has the exact same one. I searched for ages for a blue one to match his eyes, but once I saw the purple one, I had to have it.
ReplyDeleteI love it when the kids sing. Its the cutest thing.
Oh forgot to mention - Bertie is a beautiful colour.
ReplyDeleteWhat a gorgeous cat!
ReplyDeleteThe Cure lyrics are priceless.
His achey breaky heart, waiting to climb trees with his girl. Ahh love.
ReplyDeleteI'm giggling to myself imagining how annoying it would be to have to run around with a bell ringing around my neck all day. Poor kitty, but better to know where he is... and awfully swank at that.
Three bells... I have wondered about two, since one doesn't QUITE seem to warn the birdies enough all the time...
ReplyDeleteLOL! I think I prefer Climber's lyrics.
ReplyDeleteI'm hopeless on music trivia. Royal trivia, celebrity trivia, geography, politics, history...I can gun all those...but music? Pah. It doesn't help that Climber has a better sense of the correct lyrics for songs than I do. One of my classics is, "Nose bleed.
ReplyDeleteI know just what you're saying
So please stop explaining
Don't tell me cause it hurts (no, no, no) Nose bleed." To which I now get a chorus of "DON'T SPEAK!"s coming from the back of the car. Oh yes..."don't speak"... that does make more sense.
Your children are so delightful. SG sings all the time too. He also sings Yellow Submarine- he knows is it yellow, now, since he sang the song in the school play.
ReplyDeleteI love the Cure!
My envy is based around the fact the he is singing an actual song. Lately we have been hearing emotional, raw and heartfelt renditions of the unforgettable classic, "Clive Peters, It's Eeeasy, E-e-easy"
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