Something along these lines I believe.
Yesterday was a crazy day for me. There was a clue at the start of the day when I came across this lunatic Meg Myers video of her version of Running Up That Hill. Rainbow colours, rabbit, monkey, and squirrels. It is nuts.
And I thought Here We Go.
I attended the wedding of my nephew and his girlfriend and now wife.
The wedding and reception were full of double speak and reflections too many to recount. This is a weird place.
And I think this is a good example. At the end of the wedding, myself and my brothers and families went our separate ways. My eldest brother lives in a small village and the only pub is called The Swan.
My middle brother said that he was staying overnight at the Swan Hotel in another village. Myself and my daughter and her boyfriend were booked in at a Bed and Breakfast called Vine Cottage and when we eventually found it, which was a Magical Mystery Tour in itself, it was opposite another The Swan pub.
And to find Vine Cottage I had to contact the Sister whose initials were MY.
Vine Cottage is a very pleasant B&B.
When we were comfortable at the B&B we were chatting away and the subject of online presence came up which is pertinent to both my daughter and her boyfriend. Which made me check my online presence.
And then my head exploded and I went to bed.
But no rest for the wicked. Firstly my bedroom had a slope and felt like I was sleeping on a ski slope. And then I looked up. Or did I look down ?
In out, in out, you shake it all about. You do the hokey cokey and you turn around.