Where the hell have I been? (actually I've been enjoying the peace and quiet - ed). Good question. I only wish I had a good answer. Oh you know how it starts. You get tied up with work and then you're on the road. Then, before you know it, you're unconscious in the back seat of a Streetcars Taxi with a lollipop up your... (that's quite enough - ed). Then it's that dreaded blog inertia which holds you back.
But enough about me. What about the Street? yes, there's the whole surrogate thing and of course Gail making goo goo eyes at Lewis and David & Kylie's battle of the baby.
But what about Dennis? I was quite chuffed when he found himself a decent job. Working for the council, with a uniform, in a position of authority. Yes, he's a school crossing guard but that's a noble profession, isn't it? Think of all the great crossing guards in history (Sir Francis Bacon, Nietzche, Lady Gaga, Moses - I could be wrong about one or two).
Why is he ashamed of this metier? Perhaps it's Steve Mcdonald who kidnapped his Stop sign? Or perhaps it's the scorn of Norris who looks down on the profession (even though he himself works in a corner shop.
But has anyone ever written a song about a fussbudget in a cardigan at The Kabin?
No. However, someone did write a song about a lollipop male. It was in the mid-1950s when Robert Spencer of the doo wop group The Cadillacs, penned his famous tome which was sung by Millie Small and then quoted by Steve Mcdonald (ahem):
"My boy Lollipop
You make my heart go giddyup
You are as sweet as candy
You're my sugar dandy"
And, in my book, it is far, far better to be a Sugar Dandy like Dennis, than a Sour Puss like Norris.
Think On.
Who else in the world of Corrie commentary writes lines like,"Why is he ashamed of this metier?" Glad you're back.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the nice comment. I'll try not to fall off the blogging wagon again. Cheers, Corrie
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