Ghost of a flea

Mars, der Kriegsbringer

I am listening to Gustav Holst's The Planets as I type these words. Some wine had been enjoyed in the wilds of Oxfordshire as I explained the last resort of my parental units when the Flea as a small boy could not fall off to sleep. Their inventive, and quite perceptive, recourse was to play Mars, the Bringer of War for me and that always did the trick. But was a copy to be found in the cottage for discussion over a late night tipple? No. So, thanks to a collection of Anglican hymns, we listened to Jupiter instead, sang along and thought of Diana. That was almost as satisfying.

Posted by Ghost of a flea at June 1, 2005 10:41 AM

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