Hello again.

I am all at sixes and sevens. My thinking mechanism is jumbled lately and no matter what I do, I can't unjumble it.

Is there such a word as "unjumble"?

That word reminds me of the name of a character in the movie "The Flame Trees of Thika" starring Hayley Mills, he was called "NJUMBO" - pronounced just like it's spelled. I loved that movie, saw it at least 3 times, maybe 4. I thought it was the best thing Hayley Mills ever did. It almost made me want to move to Africa... but not quite.

Another movie I loved was "The Jewel in the Crown" - I've watched that one at least 3 times, as well, and whenever I do, I get the urge to move to India.

Another movie that took me away was "A Town Like Alice." Alice Springs is a small town in Australia, deep in the interior of that country. The video I've linked to here is a version of it that I've recently acquired, made in 1956 and starring Virginia McKenna (you may remember her in the outstanding movie called "Ring of Bright Water." )

After watching the version of A Town Like Alice starring Bryan Brown and Helen Morse (a more modern version than the one linked above) I definitely wanted to move to central Australia!

I've seen "Ring of Bright Water" many times, also, and at the end of each viewing, I want to pack up and move to a tiny cottage on the coast of Scotland, far away from all humanity with only an otter for company, like "Madge."

Movies do this to me. I think if I were to be psychoanalyzed, I would learn that deep down I am not happy with my life and am very susceptible to suggestions of change. I am intrigued by the rest of the world. Until I married Paul, I'd never been out of this country but once, and that is a whole 'nuther can o' worms story... and when we flew to England on our honeymoon in 1986, the world just seemed to open up to me. I'd dreamed of England most of my life. Little did I know that my ancestors all came from there. I didn't know that until years after we'd visited the UK when I looked up my family tree online and was able to trace my family back thru both maternal and paternal sides to the 1500s in England and especially Yorkshire. I knew I had been drawn to that place but I'd never known why. Now I know.

This is rambling. My brain has been rambling lately and I can't seem to unramble it.

Is there such a word as "unramble?"

Oh never mind. I'm getting up. Been in this chair too long. Need to let dogs out into the August sunshine. And such an August day it is... cool and sunny. This almost never happens. I think the World is a-changin' - the Times They Are A-Changin' too.

Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin' or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'

Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who that it's namin'
And the loser now will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'

Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside and it is ragin'
It'll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly agin'
Please get out of the new one if you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'

The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin'
And the first one now will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'

Can you believe Mr. Bob Dylan is still making music? Oh yeah...

Cheers,

Bex-the-jumbled





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