I’m so glad that lovely Linda from You’ve Got Your Hands Full has tagged me with the Shiny, Happy People meme. It’s partly that Linda is one of the funniest people I know, able to toss off (OMG, she’s going to love that) effortless lines that have me crying with laughter, and partly that I think we could all really do with some cheering up at the moment.
The meme was clever Rosie Scribble’s original idea, as her atonement for making us all weep with her favourite song. The idea is to pick an image and a song that make you happy.
I admit that, though it’s lovely to participate, I have struggled with this one. It’s very hard to pick one of anything, as I found when wrestling with Tara’s meme not long ago. And also, unfortunately, I have a tendency towards the lachrymose, the pretentious even. You’ll see what I mean when I tell you that my first thought was Bach’s Well-Tempered Clavier, a truly beautiful piece of music, which I used to play to Child One when she was just a bump. But could I really expect anyone else to smile at it? You really had to be there – and to love Bach.
So my final song choice is radically different, but equally beloved. It is Child One’s favourite tune, from when she was about 18 months old. She adored this song. She went wild every time it came on the radio and would leap about and twirl round and round to it until she fell over, bless her, while her doting parents looked on and laughed themselves silly. I don’t think they had invented ChildLine then. We were fairly sure she couldn’t understand the swear words, anyway. Happy times! Here it is:
I love the lyrics to the song. They suit both my daughters, and they suit me too. We are gentle souls, but we don’t much like being pushed around.
With the image, I’m going to cheat a bit, and show you something that’s bound to make you cry – BUT make you happy at the same time, I hope. Those who know and love me will have seen it before. I watch it a lot. I know that’s probably sad. But I love what it says about, well, love, and how it transcends time and all possible barriers. It makes me feel that there is hope for us all, and I really want to feel that now. Child One found me watching it in the kitchen the other day, tears streaming down my face, and said, ‘why are you watching that again, Mummy?’ But then she, too, stayed watching to the end, and when we exchanged a glance we both knew why. Tissues at the ready, now!
I’m sorry, but I want to tag everyone who reads this – unless they’ve already done it. So that’s that – you’re it!