Tuesday, 14 August 2012

"Don't stop me now, for I'm having a good time!

"Thanks, Freddie Mercury, and so are we!" says Daisy, reading from her growing pile of recent newspapers;  and, she's thinking, how to prevent our  not having good times for future Olympic Games, must surely be uppermost in the Nation's collective consciousness right now?

"Good Timin" was good for Jimmy Jones at the beginning of the 1960's with the production of  his song of that title, and also  with "Handy Man" too, when both songs featured well in the British Top 10 Charts; both written and sung by him in his "sweet falsetto singing style" as reported in The Daily Telegraph of Wednesday, 8th August.   Sadly,  Jimmy Jones  died on 2nd August 2012 and it was with much interest that Daisy read his Obituary;  wondering how could it have been so long ago that these two songs were favourites with her?

Is it good timing now for the Coalition to stop insisting that state schools provide weekly, two hours of PE and sports, for our school children.  If they are to be sufficiently encouraged and enthused with the very idea of long-term sporting goals and achievements, how will this happen, if they are not given the time and facilities to explore the world of sport, engage with its variety and application, when there is going to be no compunction for them to have the time and hands-on experience of competing with fellow school-mates?


And might it now be "good timin" for the "rail motor car" of India's Himalayan Kalka-Shimla Line, recently suspended and, maybe, about to be permanently retired, for somebody, somehow and somewhere, to provide a long term solution for the saving and reconfigured use of this train line.  Produced in 1927, the train was designed to cut the travel time for the  British summer seeker's  escape  from the heat of India's northern lands to the summer capital Shimla, 5,000ft higher up. The train has been a Bollywood star and has also  featured in a starring role on television with Michael Palin's Himalaya programme series, so maybe it does deserve a better fate than being consigned to the breaker's yard?  Couldn't it become a museum, perhaps, or restaurant?

Daisy and Co were watching a toddler grandchild jumping into a swimming pool on the day of the Brother's Brownlow winning Triathlon championship.  As we stood up to applaud their splendid achievement, we did wonder if perhaps, some day, this same grandchild might  possibly be reaching for an own medal at some future time?

"And wouldn't that be just great" suggests Daisy.

That's all for now folks, Daisy.

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