Love me, love my song.
I love records. Mixing your own tracks from some online source just isn’t the same.
Even CDs have more character. Read the rest of this entry »
Posts related to love
When you love something too much it definitely distorts your vision.
When a Man Loves a Glue Gun
With my beloved glue gun nothing seemed too difficult.
First up, I want to tell you the facts. I am no longer in love with my glue gun. Read the rest of this entry »
Who do you love who is really different to you? What do you see in them that is so special?
Love, That’s a Moray
There's more to discover and love beneath the surface.
Our eldest son is like me in every way. Except that he loves hunting, shooting and fishing and I don’t. Read the rest of this entry »
Parental love even allows your baby to eat you!
There’s Love and Well, There’s Love
Love means a lot fo different things, doesn't it?
I love you. How easily we say it. It rolls off the tongue in an instant when we get what we want from someone close. At other times, love wells up when we simply feel happy being together with someone else. People say things about love every day. It’s common to the point of being familiar. Yet, Read the rest of this entry »
Is there any life left if love leaves?
Is there Life After Love?
Life after love is a tough prospect.
I’m not quite sure what Cher concluded in her song about love. I just recall the refrain, her wondering if someone was really strong enough, plus a few “whoa-ho”s and “No-no”s. But it is a good question: is there life after love? Read the rest of this entry »
I love being in disguise.
I Love…
I love...blending in.
The simple things move me most. So you could say, mostly, I love the things money can’t buy. Read the rest of this entry »
How real is love?
Love Actually
What's love really?
“Bah! It’s just chemicals.”
That’s what Papa once told me.
How can love, the force that brings people together with such intensity and passion, stem from a mere cocktail of biological chemicals? Read the rest of this entry »
You either love them or want to cringe.
How to Love Funny English
Love them or loathe them, you can't escape them.
My father did this to me. Driving around in his old grey Mercedes, Read the rest of this entry »
