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 After walking the dogs, I slept heavily until 3pm I must have needed the sleep , for a woke cuddling Albert which never happens when we are both conscious.  Subsequently I’m on catch up. The place looks like Coventry after the bombing.  Having a new puppy is like having a toddler without a nappy and this compounded with night shifts mean than the cottage looks, well rather grubby. I drove to Sainsbury’s listening to the seven minute Last Resort by The Eagles  And sang it all the way through. I bought healthy Mozzarella, Basil, huge organic tomatoes and a small Italian ciabatta.  Chic Eleanor caught me by the fruit aisle and peered into my trolley “ Fa Venice l’acquolina in bocca” she purred She’s taught me that phrase before. I came home and made proper coffee in the Moka pot.  I gave each one of the dogs a pigs ear ( Dorothy always has two as her mouth is bigger) and I’ve got, I reckon a good 15 minutes piece until they start dema...

Tiny Tim's real name was Herbert Khaury. He was born in 1932 and died in 1996 after suffering a heart attack onstage at a gala benefit show in Minneapolis. He was in the middle of his umpteenth rendition of "Tiptoe Through the Tulips" sung in his familiar falsetto singing voice with simple ukulele accompaniment. In the early sixties he was part of the Greenwich Village music and arts scene in Greenwich Village, New York and was friendly with Bob Dylan who had just blown in from Minnesota. Later he met John Lennon who said o f him, "He’s the greatest ever, man!… the greatest fella on earth!” I first encountered Tiny Tim in the late summer of 1970. I had never heard of him before and there he was on stage at The Isle of Wight Festival singing incongruously and joyfully his most famous song and the vast crowd joined in with him. "Tiptoe Through the Tulips" was first a hit in 1929 after featuring in the film "Gold Diggers of Broadway" but Tiny Tim ...