Tales of everyday life in the coastal village of Amble Bay
Tonight is karaoke night at the Fish Inn. Yea! I love it! Landlady Polly makes earplugs which she sells over the bar for a charity that helps the hard of hearing!
Tonight we are saving the best ‘til last. Me! I’m not revealing my song.
Pretty Poppy Perkins is on first. She has the voice of an angel. She sometimes sings ‘Somewhere over the Rainbow’. Beautiful. So sit back, close your eyes, and here we go…
‘Like a bat out of hell......’
Oh look, here comes Digger Hole. He’s an undertaker. What’s with the grave expression Digger? Ha-ha! And we’re off…
‘Another one bites the dust. Another one......’
It’s lucky dip time! The singer’s name is plucked from one hat, and the title of a song from another. Oh great! Arthur, you are singing Maggie May!
Maggie ...May... Arthur! OK?
The backing track has started, Arthur is clearing his throat, and... he’s off.
‘And now, the end is near, and so I face....'
As usual, Arthur’s doing it 'his way'!
Oh no, I’ve reached my 200-word limit. Now you won’t hear me sing! I’m really sorry. I’ll see you tomorrow down at the lake.
To read a brief description of Amble Bay and see a scribbled map just click HERE
Tomorrow I’ll be telling you about the Lake