Weeeepush

'I remember a brilliant game we'd play in the evening when the lights were dimmed. Dad would take a big canister of liquid nitrogen and sloosh it down the linoleum corridor. Me and my big brother would sit huddled together on the canister trolley, dad would say "don't touch! Your fingers'll fall off!" and he'd give us a wee push and we'd sail through low level clouds, watching hundreds of little bubbles bounce off each other.'




Blissful KT Tunstall childhood memories.......
(Courtesy of kttunstall.com)

...honey and milk

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-----------------------------your warm whispers

------------out of the dark they carry my heart

-----------------------------your warm whispers

------------into the dawn they carry me through

------------and I'm weeping warm honey and milk

---that you stay surrounding me, surrounding me

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[By: Missy Higgins]

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