“Anita has caught the bossing cold now.”
Why do we dream? Where do our dreams come from? How can we think of things that aren’t real, things that don’t even exist?
Why do we dream? Where do our dreams come from?
How can we think of things that aren’t real, things that don’t even exist?
I have a hypothesis…
The water goes down the plug-hole because of gravity, Mum. Didn’t you know that?
And if I do that, will I be dead? Then what will happen?
Why don’t we eat people?
Why do things fall when you drop them?
It was so funny, I almost died!
It was so funny, I couldn’t breath!
It was so funny, I couldn’t talk!
Birthday’s on its way… Illy’s birthday’s on its way…
The last was sung to a 12-bar, with tambor.
Let’s ride on the wippallo!
When I grow up, will I still be Illy?
I’m not Ilona, I’m not Esther, I’m not Ilike – I’m not anything: I’m nothing!
This last one is priceless to me, combining the wisdom of Zen with the response Moses received no Sinai when asking for a name! ???? ??? ???? — “I am what I am.” (Exodus 3:14). Beatnik kid.
On asking why Radio 4 mentioned the Dalai Lama’s name in relation to the against the people of Tibet, she was told that the Chinese will not let the Dalai Lama into his house.
We must tell the Communists to stop hurting people, and be nice, and let the Dalai Lama into his house.
Diggum, diggum, diggum, diggum, diggum, diggum, diggum ….
