This is the most personal item that I could post on this blog. When I was wooing my girlfriend, I would call her from my Glee Club rehearsals and pipe our singing to her. The second time that I did this, we sang “Homeward Bound” by Marta Keen. I knew that the song would resonate with her. The song, in context of my singing it for her, captured her so firmly that she fell in love with me. She presented me with this custom made music box when she moved two thousand miles to be with me.
This music box plays other tunes, but the green-ribboned roll plays our song. I have only listened to the roll twice. The memory that it captures contains power enough that its twinkling notes can move me close to tears. We celebrated our first anniversary last Friday.
I’m melting like a chocolate bunny on Easter Sunday.
Impossibility is nearly always the result of a restriction, usually a restriction so sanctified by tradition that it seems imposed by nature itself. Remove the restriction and the impossibility will disappear.
@GuinnessIreland documentary on Congo’s Sapeurs ( “Le Sape)
In this documentary we illustrate the brightly coloured and social affairs that bring the ‘Sapeurs’ together. Their bold choice to live an unexpected lifestyle is a source of celebrated originality and positivity. Their life is not defined by occupation or wealth, but by respect, a moral code and an inspirational display of flair and creativity. The Sapeurs show us that whilst in life you cannot always choose your circumstances, you can always choose who you are.