Gosh, I'm sooooo clever! I was just visiting Diane's lovely 60goingon16 blog, and seconds later there was Frank Sinatra, singing September Song - quite loudly! Wow! She has a Sonific Songspot widget. And so, it seems, has everyone else, all of a sudden.
Not wishing to be left out - heaven forfend - I took myself straight away to http://sonific.com/ and followed some remarkably simply instructions -yes, simple enough even for me to understand - and, presto! voila! - my blog is all musicked up! (NB I stuck a 'k' in there because it looked wrong without one, so forgive me, pedantic people, if I am wrong - it's a hazard of being so, like, happening, and 'musicked' probably isn't in any dictionaries yet anyway because, like me, it is way too new and cool and so, like, not last year.)
Well, anyway, to the right of this post you will see my brand new Sonific Songspot thingy. I have set it up so it doesn't come on automatically and blast you backwards across the room in your swivelly computer chair, because that seemed kinder, somehow. But if you press the 'play' button, it will . . . play! (Unless you are reading this at work on a soundless PC, in which case none of the above is relevant to you, but you could always visit again when you are at home.)
As it happens, as many of you will know, I am not in fact remotely cool or trendy and am soooo not this year, or even last year, that most of the tracks on my playlist are indeed several centuries old. If you press the fast-forward button, you can see what else is in my playlist. There isn't, as yet, a vast collection to choose from on Songspot, but it is growing all the time.
Last batch of wedding pics should be up sometime on Friday.
Back to normal musing/ranting mode next week. I will be posting a full report on the less/fewer debate, giving a forthcoming book I haven't read a bit of free publicity (just because I like the title), and publishing some more poems by David Britton.
And for anyone who's wondering how I got on at the Colchester Castle Park Fun Run, I'm sorry to have to report that I didn't take part after all. My back's playing up again (and clippy-clopping around in high heels all weekend won't have helped) - and My Boy didn't run either, as he's got some kind of stomach bug. So a no-show for Team Doyle, which was disappointing for us, even if nobody else noticed or cared. Went for a gentle amble on the beach instead, but it was too dark to take any pics. Goodness, how the nights are drawing in already.
MISTLES AFTER THE ROWANS
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