My Blogging pal, Caramel, has posted about the Great Bloggers Bake off event on the 15th and 16th of October. Follow the link to find out more.
It’s been some time since I took part in the Song Lyric Sunday Challenge, in fact, it was even longer ago than I realised! I’ve not taken part since the 13th of February. Time flies by, it’s about time I took part again. It’s a fantastic challenge, hosted by Jim Adams.
The Last time I took part, the theme was songs that feature lyrics with the contractions of Can’t, Don’t, Shouldn’t, Won’t.
Click on the link below to see my post:
This week the theme is Sweet, Honey, Sugar, Candy, Chocolate suggested by Angie of King Ben’s Grandma.
Click on the link below to see Jim Adam’s post and to take part in the challenge.
So, in my usual way, I turn to a golden oldie rather than something that’s been in the charts recently. This one is probably a very obvious one considering the prompt and I probably won’t be the only one to choose this song but I had to choose it. It dates from 1971.
The sone, The Candyman, was written for the film, Willy Wonka and the Chocolate factory by Leslie Bricusse and Anthony Newley. Anthony Newley had been a child actor in the UK and had also written songs and released singles and had been in the Rex Harrison version of Dr. Doolittle. He had also been married to the actress of Dynasty fame, Joan Collins. He co-wrote this song but was not happy with the version sung in the film and he released his own version shortly afterwards.
Then the following year, Sammy Davis Junior released his version of this song and it became a huge hit for him.
I tried to find these three versions for you so you can compare and contrast them.
I hope you enjoyed these contrasting versions. Oh, and if you are interested my favourite candy bar is called a Crunchy. I don’t know if that is available in the US, but it’s fantastic.
I hope you enjoy hearing this song again
I have included these word prompts:
So the Word of the Day is Rotation and this strangely correlates to a recent incident at work where we all came together to discuss the fair distribution of a task that no one seems to want to do. The idea was to reassure reluctant people that others were taking their fair share and you’d let the team down if you didn’t do the same…
I observed that Rota’s are not required when the team pulls together and just gets on with it but become essential when there’s one or two that just don’t want to get involved.
I decided to write an Acrostic poem to put this into words:
Rotating word duties more fairly,
On reflection can cause a psychosis.
To be honest, I’d rather drink my tea,
Avoiding all work in the process.
The trouble with rhymes it that it depends a lot of how you pronounce the words where you are. Where I am, Psychosis and Process, while not technically a rhyme sound similar, but where you are that may not be the case…
It’s Valentine’s Day again, gosh that comes round quick. I cherish people every day of the year and not just today but it’s hard not to get swept up in the vibe.
I wanted to share a link to a post, a comedy poem I wrote a couple of years ago that hopefully will make you chuckle. 🙂
I also thought I would share with you a link to a video of me singing one of my favourite love songs by Johnny Mathis, called Chances Are.
Chances are, I won’t be winning Britain’s Got Talent anytime soon but I enjoyed singing it anyway.
Have a lovely day and I hope that love is all around you today.
I wrote this poem and shared it back in February 2019. It was a different world back then, but I wanted to share it again with you and I hope it makes you laugh.
Whenever people hear me speak
They sometimes say I’m posh,
But my ancestral home is not antique
It’s an accusation I need to quash.
No privileged upbringing had I,
No wealthy relatives to spoil me
Home was one step above a sty
With not a single lacey doily
But despite my lowly start
Where riches were hardly fated
I turned out to be quite smart
As I learned to be educated.
Said the Kingpin to Miss Golightly
“you look dirty and rather unsightly
And It’s rather a strain
Seeing you again and again,
Why don’t you attempt bathing nightly?”
This Limerick was written in response to the following word prompts:
Esther Chilton on her blog has set a challenge to write a Limerick containing the word Crush. Click on the link below to see her post and take part in the challenge.
Here is my attempt:
On my art teacher, I had a slight Crush
He asked to see what I’d drawn in a rush.
So, I showed him my sketches
But men are such wretches!
What he said just made me quite blush!
I also wanted to include the Word of the Day: Sketches
Hark and listen to this tale of old,
Of an oafish man, quite otiose,
Who’d believe any story he was told,
And act in a manner bellicose.
Belligerently he’d wander around
Spouting words of nonsense, some would cheer
Picking fights wherever honest men were found,
His arrogance defying belief, year on year.
But wait! Don’t look back with wistful eyes,
It was in the past, a book upon the shelf.
Appears again, this otiose man who belief defies,
For history is always repeating itself.
Copyright@ Kristian Fogarty
This poem was written for Chelsea Owens Terrible Poetry Contest:
I have also included the following Word Prompts:
Seeing as the Word of the Day is Jingle, I couldn’t help having a go at singing a Christmas classic. Here is my version of the Jingle Bell Rock (I’m sure I won’t have the talent scouts knocking on my door, but I had fun 🙂 ) x