I needed to have a golden yellow scarf for today for the funeral of our choir member who died in March. He was a staunch Cornishman and wanted us to wear black and golden yellow, Cornish colours, and yesterday I found this beauty, yellow gold with purple, white and green – just perfect. It was a beautiful Ceremony, full of singing and joy as well as some tears, a real celebration of a life well lived.
Come, and be my BabyThe highway is full of big carsgoing nowhere fastAnd folks is smoking anything that’ll burnSome people wrap their lies around a cocktail glassAnd you sit wonderingwhere you’re going to turnI got it.Come. And be my baby.Some prophets say the world is gonna end tomorrowBut others say we’ve got a week or twoThe paper is full of every kind of blooming horrorAnd you sit wonderingWhat you’re gonna do.I got it.Come. And be my baby.