A lovely day to spend time in our garden. If you take the time there is always things to see. Always things to fill the heart. All things to be thankful for. A time to think and smile. Time to hum and sing a little. Sing a bit of KISS.
Rock and Roll All Nite……
“Dad please stop….”
Don’t you like my singing
“Is that what it is”
My voice is a thing of beauty
“No it’s not Dad. It’s like 2 nuclear bombs going off in my eat drums at the same time.”
“More like painful”
My voice has been passed down the generations. Millions of years of evolution has honed it to what it is now.
“A weapon Dad. That’s what it is. So yes millions of years of evolution. Survival of the fittest. That type of weapon is going to guarantee survival.”