R's rue

Time for a song I think. I confess that most songs that float around in my head are rather deep or heavy or poetic - call them what you will - but there are a handful that are just light, "feel good" songs. Such is the case with "Daydream" by John Sebastian.  Formerly of The Lovin' Spoonful, Sebastian wrote this song in 1966. He performed it at both Woodstock (1969) and The Isle of Wight Festival of 1970. It seems like a good song for a sunny afternoon and it was once I think accurately described in this manner: "an easy-going, funky blues-soaked happy-go-lucky item with a real infectious chorus portion." Enjoy:- John Sebastian was born in New York City in 1944 and as far as I can determine he still makes music. The tie die shirts and jeans have gone but the kindly smile remains as this post-pandemic photograph shows:- from Yorkshire Pudding https://ift.tt/FVZshoc

 What are you grateful for? PT is reviving me. I hate doing it, but I can’t argue with the results. Thank you for your support. I love you all.  from R's rue https://ift.tt/aV3LD5N

Winter 1983 It was cold in February. I was allocated to a long stay psychiatric ward called Irby,  Irby was and is a fairly nondescript village on the Wirral. The ward was a bland place too The male patients had been in hospital most of their lives and most were institutionalised as well as mentally scarred and ill. At dinner times they were segregated in order of table manners. “The Animal” shared his table with no one for his table manners had to be seen to be believed. His food would fly in all directions in a frenzy of eating no basic behavioural programmes could control, so he was left to his own devices without cutlery or crockery.  He was given his own plastic plate and a large red plastic mug. Now, even as a man just out of his teens , I knew nicknames such as The Animal were unacceptable and I always referred to his as George and at first by Mr Urmston* , running the risk of alienating some of the more institutionalised staff. But I played dumb and swe...