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Showing posts with label Spring. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spring. Show all posts

Friday, 20 March 2026

Totally at your whim

BERJAYA
"If I ruled the world, every day would be the first day of Spring..."

Hoorah! The weekend's almost upon us - and, for a change a) we have no events, exhibitions, parties or anything planned; and b) the forecast is for more sunshine!

I think a little celebration is in order - and since it happened to have been the (gulp) 80th birthday yesterday of the sole surviving Pointer Sister, Ruth Pointer, let's give the girls the spotlight to shimmy in, and...

...Thank Disco It's Friday!

Have a great weekend, dear reader!

Thursday, 3 April 2025

Posing a visual hazard

BERJAYA

A man who believes the spring weather gives him licence to wear a Hawaiian shirt has been sternly corrected.

Flamboyant dresser Tom Booker has been reprimanded by friends and passers-by for greeting relatively pleasant temperatures with a floral shirt more suited to the tropical climate of a Central Pacific archipelago.

Friend Stephen Malley said: “I’ve not shut Tom down because of his cultural insensitivity. He just looks like a massive dickhead.

“We’re only two days into April. The mercury is slowly inching up to 16 degrees. This is a time for T-shirts under denim jackets, maybe shorts if you’re one of those men and feeling adventurous.

“They’re only acceptable on holiday, during a prolonged spell of sweltering weather or at an office Hawaiian day if you work in a twat’s office. Even then, shirts decorated with little pineapples? Leave them to their target demographic of the closeted and divorced.”

Eyewitness Emma Bradford said: “Tom’s posing a visual hazard. I had to step into oncoming traffic in order to go over and tell him to put a hoodie over that gaudy shit.

“Also, wearing a Hawaiian today is goading the British weather into turning grey, showery and fucking freezing for the next six weeks. Don’t taunt it, you know how it gets.”

The Daily Mash

Of course.

Sunday, 30 March 2025

Won't somebody help me chase these shadows away?

BERJAYA
RIP, the lovely Richard Chamberlain (31st March 1934 - 29th March 2025)

We may have lost an hour in bed today - but British Summer Time is here! Yay!

I have made the most of the beautiful, warm sunshine today, and tackled another couple of huge pots - a phlox and a geranium [yes, we do have a lot of each], split up and repotted, all the while accompanied by the chilled-out sounds of Radio 2 - and trying to drown out the demon children next door who, to add insult to injury, now have a small, yappy dog to keep them hyped-up and screaming. I am going to thank their parents profusely next time I see them...

Speaking of "chilled-out", how about another faboo choon from our "house band" Postmodern Jukebox? That'll do nicely for "Sunday Music"!

Wonderful, as ever.

Thursday, 20 March 2025

How do I look?

BERJAYA
Spring!!

It's been a beautiful, warm day - as it should be, today of all days! Such a shame work got in the way...

Never mind, eh? Let us wallow again in the lives of impossibly glamorous people (in this case, Monica Vitti) cavorting in exotic locations, courtesy of the ever-wondrous Soft Tempo Lounge, shall we..?

[Music: Teddy Randazzo - The Girl from UNCLE]

In case the music in particular seems all-too familiar, it was indeed reused [and mashed-up with Patricia Neal in Breakfast at Tiffany's] in one of our favourite choons here at Dolores Delargo Towers:

Enjoy the season in all its glory, dear reader!


PS

It's five years since the UK went into its very first lockdown, due to the COVID-19 pandemic. What a time that was...

Sunday, 14 April 2024

Glamour and sunshine

BERJAYA
In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of...

Another sunny (if hazy) day. More pottering afoot.

How about more frolics in the company of impossibly glamorous people in exotic climes, courtesy of the geniuses of Soft Tempo Lounge? That'll do nicely!

[Music: Polish Radio Orchestra - Sunny Escapades, Film: Satanik (1968)]

Monday, 25 March 2024

Life in the undergrowth

BERJAYA

It's been a while since I was last able to dispense with the "great groan" that usually marks the start of a new week, but since I am on leave until after Easter - HA!

On this Tacky Music Monday, I have another genuine mindfuck for your delectation, dear reader. Spring is here! Apparently...

They're Hungarian. That's all I know.

Have a good week, folks.

Wednesday, 20 March 2024

I'm irresistible, you fool

BERJAYA

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Sharing a birthday, as she does, with a whole host of randomly-assorted notables such as much-missed "national treasure" Dame Vera Lynn, the simply faboo Ultra Naté, the Roman poet Ovid, William Hurt, Henrik Ibsen, Holly Hunter, Sir Michael Redgrave, Hal Linden, Lee "Scratch" Perry, Theresa Russell, Paul Junger Witt, Carl Reiner, Spike Lee, David Thewlis and Sister Rosetta Tharpe...

... the sublime Miss Natacha Atlas is 60 years old today!!

A longtime favourite singer here at Dolores Delargo Towers - we have three of her albums in our vast collection, including the marvellous Ayeshteni as pictured above - Miss Atlas was born in Brussels to a British mother and Egyptian father, and hers was a bit of an esoteric "hippy" upbringing by all accounts (despite being brought up in less-than-exotic Northampton in the East Midlands). It was almost inevitable that she would end up in the entertainment industry, taking up belly-dancing and eventually becoming the core singer of the arthouse fusion music group Transglobal Underground - whose blend of techno and house with less familiar Asian, Arabic and African rhythms hit the zeitgeist of the late 90s amid a rise in popularity of "World Music".

She is probably most familiar to a wider audience for her collaboration with David Arnold on his Shaken and Stirred James Bond theme covers project, to which she contributed this:

Here's another couplet of familiar tunes of hers [I have featured both here before, bien sûr]:

This one is a perfect example of the "fusion music" style of Transgobal Underground (who produced it for Natacha's solo debut album Diaspora):

A fitting one for today, the Spring Equinox [it's all uphill from here, folks, as the days officially become longer than the nights!]:

And to finish, a bit of high camp...

Makes me want to whop me tablah out and get shimmying... Lord knows, I've got the belly for it!

Many happy returns, Natacha Atlas (born 20th March 1964)

Monday, 20 March 2023

The obvious reason is because of the season

BERJAYA
Monday again...

As another weekend fades [one of mixed fortunes - a lot of rain, but we still managed to get some plants pruned and some new acqusitions potted-on], there may be another week of dreariness to come in the office but at least from today on the days start getting longer - and on this Tacky Music Monday, our Patron Saint of Bugle Beads Mitzi Gaynor (and chums Wayne Rogers and Roy Clark) knows a song about that! [Although you will need to turn the volume up...]

Have a good week, dear reader.

Monday, 2 May 2022

Her jewellery, her chinchillas

BERJAYA

It may be the May Day Bank Holiday, but...

...it's still a Tacky Music Monday! And, with the sad loss yesterday of one of our cherished Patron Saints Regine, who better than she to start the week off in a fitting manner - complete with safety gays, bien sûr?!!

Regine - La Grande Zoa [Mardi Gras Story, 1969]

Quand vient l'mardi, la grande Zoa
Met ses bijoux, ses chinchillas
Et puis à minuit, la grande Zoa
Autour du cou s'met un boa

Y en a qui marmonnent
Que la grande Zoa
Ce serait un homme
On dit ça!

Which translates as:

When Tuesday comes, the Great Zoa
Puts on her jewellery, her chinchillas
And then at midnight, the Great Zoa
Throws a boa around her neck

There are those who whisper
That the Great Zoa
Appears to be a man
People say that!

Have a good week, dear reader...

[I was torn between two video versions of this song - so here's the other (live) version for your delectation, in which the "Queen of the Night"'s safety gays get even camper!]

Sunday, 1 May 2022

First we gotta cool down

BERJAYA

"Hip, hip, hooray!
The First of May
Outdoor sex begins today!"

It is indeed May Day/Beltane/Walpurgisnacht/whatever - and true to form on a Bank Holiday weekend, it's been drizzling all day.

Let's combine the two things neatly - with a classic!

That song is thirty-two years old! How did that happen..?

Friday, 29 April 2022

Ooh, something's coming over me

BERJAYA
Wheeee!

Another three-day Bank Holiday looms, dear reader - it's May Day on Monday!

Typically, it's damn cold for the time of year - but there's always a sunny party atmosphere at the end of a week; especially when Miss Donna Summer's in the house...

Thank Disco It's (Beltane) Friday!

We're off to see Miss Hope Springs at the faboo Crazy Coqs again tonight (at the personal invitation of her alter-ego Ty Jeffries no less), so let the festivities commence...

Have a good weekend, folks!

Thursday, 24 March 2022

Complex?

BERJAYA
Our Osteospermum greets the sun. [click to embiggen]

Another life-enhancing Spring morning and, apart from work, all's well with the world...

Time for another waft through the gorgeous lives of impossibly glamorous people in exotic locations, methinks, courtesy of the faboo Soft Tempo Lounge:

Ah. That's better...

[Music: Shiro Sagisu - Barefoot In The Park. Film: Scacco alla regina (1969)]

Sunday, 20 March 2022

Nothing's gained when there's nothing tried - say "Yes"

BERJAYA
Spring in a pot!

It's the Vernal Equinox today, dear reader - and it certainly feels like the so-called "First Day of Spring"! Everything's either in bloom or bursting into growth; we've even been to the garden centre (my first visit of 2022), and bought some new delights for the extensive gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers...

We also have not one, not two, but three birthdays to celebrate among the doyens of "our kind of music". First up, someone I didn't even realise was still alive - Mr John Kander, who blew out 95 candles on his cake on Friday! With the late Fred Ebb, he wrote some of the greats of musical theatre - not least Cabaret and Chicago, two personal favourites - and, of course, their close friend and collaborator Miss Liza Minnelli sang just about everything they ever wrote. Like this one:

Tuesday is also a memorable day every year for the fact that two further musical theatre legends were born, Lord Andrew Lloyd-Webber [who's a bit of a "Marmite" composer, but I do like his Sunset Boulevard]...

...and the late, great Stephen Sondheim! [Read the finale to my week of tribute posts to the great man on his death last year; it has an index of all the previous ones.]

Sunday music, indeed...

Tuesday, 8 March 2022

She's got "It"

BERJAYA

Sun's shining, the birds are chirruping away, and the extensive gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers are shooting up before our eyes - Spring is here!

A good enough opportunity, methinks, to wallow in the glamorous lifes of gorgeous people in exotic climes again - courtesy of the faboo Soft Tempo Lounge...

Ah, that's better - almost makes the trip into the office feel more pleasant.

[Music: Hubert Wayaffe - National 1647; film: Scacco alla regina (1969)]

Sunday, 20 February 2022

Spring?

BERJAYA

...well, maybe...

We do indeed have snowdrops, "Tete-a-Tete" daffodils, cyclamen and these gorgeous Iris reticulata ("Blue Note" and "J.S. Dit") in flower...

BERJAYA
click to embiggen

...but the arse-end of the dramatic "Storm Eunice (Burns?)" means that the last day of my holiday [sniff! sniff!] is blustery, wet and downright miserable.

So, just like a typical British Springtime, then...

Tuesday, 16 March 2021

I feel so gay, in a melancholy way

BERJAYABERJAYABERJAYABERJAYA

The Year of the Mask. The year of "You're on mute!". The year of paranoia - that feeling that everyone is a plague-carrier. The year we were forced to believe that our own four walls were the only world, other than the garden.

A year ago yesterday, we went to our last live music concert...

...and by way of a celebration of that milestone, here is the very lady we went to see at the Cadogan Hall - Miss Clare Teal!
[A mere three days after that faboo evening, I was sent home from work and I have not been back to the office since.]

Looking out of the window at the daffs and the pansies and primroses and hyacinths, and despite the slight chill in the air, Spring is definitely here [and indeed, the Spring Equinox is on Saturday]!

Things are looking up, dear reader...

They have to.

Thursday, 11 March 2021

Unsuitable coat weather

BERJAYA

Is the long lockdown winter finally over? Have we begun our long, wet, dull, Easter egg-eating lockdown spring? These are the signs:

Loads of twats out and about
You might have seen the population of your town double in recent weeks, with twats turning up in their droves to trample on daffodils, chat shit at each other and generally ruin the park for everyone else. Their winter hibernation is over and their cries of ‘Nah bollocks mate’ echo over our hills once again.

Bloody hay fever’s coming on
No, that tickle in your throat isn’t Covid and nor is it a cold, because you’ve been nowhere and seen no-one. It’s just your body’s immune system firing on all cylinders because you’ve inhaled a tiny bit of tree pollen. Enjoy the misery of the next six months.

Bastard joggers everywhere
2021 was a year for postponing resolutions, but now the weather’s less paralysingly bleak pavements are filling with red-faced middle-aged men in tight-fitting lycra, who will absolutely not move out of the way for a pram or wheelchair.

Unsuitable coat weather
In these awkward weeks, putting on your winter coat will make you sweat like Prince Andrew would if he only could, while donning a light jacket will see you blue-knuckled as you hug it round yourself. You might consider a gilet, if you don’t mind looking like a wanker who owns an organic winery and two black labradoodles.

The house is a tip
Daylight streaming in makes dusty skirting boards and wine-stained carpets a lot harder to ignore. You’re still not going to do anything about it, but insisting cobwebs are environment-friendly extra insulation is wearing thin.

Some miserable bugger saying ‘Spring gets earlier every year’
The most obvious sign that spring is upon us is a miserable old bastard complaining that the crocuses are coming out earlier and earlier, and soon the Earth will be transformed into a fireball which can no longer sustain human life. I mean yeah, but aren’t they pretty?

The Daily Mash

Of course.

Sunday, 10 May 2020

When I'm stuck with a day that's grey and lonely

BERJAYA
Geranium "Johnson's Blue" is bursting with colour in the extensive gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers, despite everything.

Weird weather. April was unseasonably hot and sunny, now May is behaving more like April should have - we basked in sunshine and 25C/77F temperatures yesterday; tomorrow it's forecast to be 12C/53F, with a drop to 4C/39F overnight! WTF?

Regardless of the sudden chill winds, the garden is throwing flowers out right, left and centre - the alliums, geraniums, iris, thalictrum, aquilegia, jasmine and fuchsias are all covered in buds and blooms. Even if we can't sit out there at the moment, it's a joy to look at through our kitchen window...

...meanwhile, it's clear that whatever Boris announces later today, we're still going to be in lockdown for a while yet. To tie thoughts of weather and self-isolation neatly together, here's another (corny) message from Postmodern Jukebox!


The dog is the star.

Friday, 20 March 2020

To get me through another day

BERJAYA
Doing the "Social Isolation Shuffle"!

It's the final knockings at the end of a most peculiar week. For the first time I have been forced to work from home; a situation that's taking a lot of mental adjustment. On a more optimistic note today does mark a turning point in the seasons - it's the Vernal Equinox, in some quarters the First Day of Spring!

It also happens to be the birthday of one of our fave dance artistes of the late 90s (whose career, unfortunately, was not destined to get very much further than that) - the lovely Ultra Naté...

...and, in these troubled times of pandemics, social isolation and lock-downs, she may just have the solution - so let's Thank Disco It's Friday!


I searched all over
Could not find
Someone to hold
Some peace of mind
Yesterday is gone
Nothing else to do
But let it go
Before I lose
All of my hopes
And my dreams
For something that ain't real
Things ain't always as they seem

Cause there's sunshine
After rain
And after the night comes morning
And in the spring the flowers bloom again
When I'm feeling down
Like there's no way out
I know the love I have inside will make it alright

And when it feels like I'm going crazy
When it feels like I'm going insane
When it feels like I'm going crazy
Found a cure
To get me through another day

Found a cure
To get me through another day

How many times before have you
Been left alone and you feel confused
Do you have the strength to keep trying
When the walls just keep on closing in
But you got everything that you need
Inside your heart
If you just believe
Things ain't always as they seem


Ultra Naté (born 20th March 1968)

Sunday, 24 March 2019

As Mother Nature proudly spreads her new green carpet

BERJAYA

Finally, it would appear that Spring has arrived! The sunshine and balmy temperatures have perked the plants up no end, and everything is either sprouting or blooming as we speak. Yesterday I spent a few hours helping our friend John-John in potting-up some new plants he'd bought for his back yard; and today I spent all day in the extensive gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers, tackling some of our large salvias - we now have three S. patens "Deep Blue" and two S. ulignosa; and in previous weeks we also divided our big yellow dahlia into two, and our phlox into three, so the garden will be even more of a jungle this summer than it was last year...

...and, to top it all, our Cymbidium orchid (as pictured above) has fourteen beautiful flowers on an impressive 4ft spike - and it's only the second time it has bloomed in its life!

All this floral goodness deserves an appropriate bit of "Sunday music" to celebrate, and what better than this Spring medley by the impeccable Dame Julie and the man they described as the "greatest living entertainer in the world"?


Medley includes: I Love You, Spring Is Here, Spring Can Really Hang You Up The Most, April In Paris, It Happens Every Spring, It Might As Well Be Spring.

Lovely.