Christy, talk of the Continental Ceili and days gone by reminded of a (slightly dated) poem I wrote about 40 years ago so if you’ll kindly indulge me.
Out on the town
Out on the booze
Money in my pocket
And a shine on my shoes
Laid back style
Combed back hair
Standing there, in my posing gear.
Jump a bus, you can’t be late.
Meet the boys at half past eight.
Have a few then out the pub.
10:15 let’s hit the club.
It’s most midnight, getting late.
You’re on the lookout with your mate
Suddenly, there she stands.
The woman of your dreams.
The one in the mini, and the black stocking seams
Everyone stares, there all impressed.
With her well gelled hair and backless dress.
Should you ask her for a dance?
Well you’ve had few, so you take a chance.
You hit the floor, its the new Cure single
Her name is Denise, and she comes from the Dingle.
Her Dad’s on the dole.
She works in a store
And her mother buggered off with the fella next door.
Making polite conversation in between the motivation.
Getting down with Jimmy Brown & funking in Jamaica.
Next thing you know its half past one.
The D.J. puts the slowies on.
An end to all this conversation
Start mouth to mouth resusitation.
P.S. probably helps if read with a scouse (or John Cooper Clarke) accent, Lar.
Christy's reply
I need more precise direction John. (Lar ?)..
Scouse or John Cooper Clarke accent leaves me floundering around St Helen’s ..
feels more “Crack was 90” than “Continental Céilí”
Hi Christy
Have a great gig
John has given me an excuse to vent the poetry like the good Dr Cooper -Clarke…cheers for that!
Take care,all
Dave
Christy, talk of the Continental Ceili and days gone by reminded of a (slightly dated) poem I wrote about 40 years ago so if you’ll kindly indulge me.
Out on the town
Out on the booze
Money in my pocket
And a shine on my shoes
Laid back style
Combed back hair
Standing there, in my posing gear.
Jump a bus, you can’t be late.
Meet the boys at half past eight.
Have a few then out the pub.
10:15 let’s hit the club.
It’s most midnight, getting late.
You’re on the lookout with your mate
Suddenly, there she stands.
The woman of your dreams.
The one in the mini, and the black stocking seams
Everyone stares, there all impressed.
With her well gelled hair and backless dress.
Should you ask her for a dance?
Well you’ve had few, so you take a chance.
You hit the floor, its the new Cure single
Her name is Denise, and she comes from the Dingle.
Her Dad’s on the dole.
She works in a store
And her mother buggered off with the fella next door.
Making polite conversation in between the motivation.
Getting down with Jimmy Brown & funking in Jamaica.
Next thing you know its half past one.
The D.J. puts the slowies on.
An end to all this conversation
Start mouth to mouth resusitation.
P.S. probably helps if read with a scouse (or John Cooper Clarke) accent, Lar.
I need more precise direction John. (Lar ?)..
Scouse or John Cooper Clarke accent leaves me floundering around St Helen’s ..
feels more “Crack was 90” than “Continental Céilí”
Hi Christy
Sad to read of the passing of Brenda Fricker..such a powerful ‘ natural’ actress .
Dave
Brenda…RIP
heart o’the rowl
never one to bate around the bush