One of my favourite films is Ridley Scott's 'Someone To Watch Over Me...'
I love the misty, moody atmosphere, and Tom Berenger in his prime might also have something to do with it!
How the times have changed...
I hope you can spare some love for Amy, who had so many watching around her, but none could save her.
Sorry to go on, but I am currently being moved by thoughts of love and loss in my own life, and my feelings have been heightened by more prominent life-circumstances, if that makes sense to you...
On the other hand, I may be losing my marbles!
Could you tell if I was??!
I used to love playing with my cousin's marbles when I was a child. I found beauty in the colours embedded in glass. They looked like eyes. Maybe even dragon's eyes.
Red, orange, yellow, green - The blues and turquoises were my favourite.
I don't suppose my cousin, David, had many that were pink!
The heavy metallic marbles were called "Penkers" - There was no marble that could beat the silver might of a penker!
You never see kids playing with marbles these days, do you?
Seems such a shame to me.
Perhaps we have lost some of our innocence and playfulness?
What think you?
