The Golden Years

Are supposed to be when ageing…if only.
Times have changed dramatically, no longer the optimism of the sixties or seventies.
Life was full of freedoms, Life was free…never had much, yet life was so good.

In the fifth form, we were really into music, and we threw huge parties. The Yardbirds had the idea to form a group, Top Topham’s idea, and Eric joined later. We were a small group, not very popular with the admin of our school. Eric Clapton was sent home for wearing pointed-toed shoes and later expelled for playing his guitar at art college.
I often wonder how the directors/heads of those schools felt when Eric became famous, and also Top Topham and Christopher Drejer, making more money than they would ever see. We were enjoying music, art, literature and spending money.
I would often bump into Pop stars, even Mick Jagger, in the King's Road or the Antique market. Jimmy Page had made a pile of money in his teens, too. And I used to see Billy Connelly and his daughter Daisy.
Even a can of soup was ‘Art’

I now do a monthly shop for gluten-free food. A couple of days ago, I was carrying two heavy bags, and it was pouring with rain. I wasn’t sure how to haul the shopping onto the bus. A sixteen-year-old asked if she could help, and we sat together. I spoke about sixties artists and my friend’s huge art collection that she should visit. Who was Mick Jagger she asked, and Jade?
I felt like royalty, she and her friend carried my shopping through the bus station with an umbrella held over my head. Those two delightful ladies were art students, hungry for knowledge, and promised to see my friend's art collection, which includes so many famous artists, even from the UK. In spite of rainstorms, it was a magic day, another good-looking, suntanned adonis carried my shopping off the last bus to my home front door. Poured with rain all day.

Then I pondered…getting into the ‘BLUES’. Old age has its own magnified problems and it ain’t cheap. Many old friends are no longer around.
My best friend went into a care home, to me, it seemed like a lonely prison, deprived of tv (just a blank screen), no internet, music and friends. A sign out with security just to walk in the garden, not the happy smiling faces in the ads, for sure. Apparently, real prisoners have better healthcare…fact check
Old age ain't cheap, so make sure you ain't poor to maintain a lifestyle, to enjoy your time.
Even many pets in their heated igloos have a good life in comparison to many care homes. That was a revelation to me! Pets never used to have electric blankets.
Would you prefer family or be in a care home? I realise I dislike restrictions and regimentation, and being escorted by security guards. My friend told me he met a lady who had escaped from a home three times. Good on her.
Well, there must be some good ones?
I need to paint, draw, and create. That may not go down well.

So play the golden oldies, and the Blues, chat with friends…Enjoy.
What are your views?

My friend's house and collections, I spotted a Bratby there.
John Bratby kitchen sink art, fifties and sixties.

Dining room.

"Come Back To Me" | Ellie Preston – A Timeless Sequel to a Classic (AI Created with My Lyrics)

Getting Old Ain’t Cheap, Brother | Delta King's Blues

Louis Armstrong: St. James Infirmary

Play It Again Sam, Casablanca, AS TIME GOES BY

No politics or religion, please, respect all who comment.

Lian and Kieran

Home Sweet Home, Home Is Where The Heart Is

I’ve been rich, I’ve been poor, but North South East West, they say home’s best!

I used to think my ideal home was an apartment in London, where I lived one time.
We were a community, and it was an ideal place. We all had to move out. In retrospect, it was not my ideal home. London and circumstances changed, and London is no longer the place that it was. It was exciting, colorful and good, productive too one time.

Covid virus made me appreciate a house and garden even more than any apartment, surrounded by other people.

I fell in love with the home that I live in now, even though a derelict at the time. A lot of work later, I call it ‘Home’. It’s still a lot of work.

Bosphorous

Beach house in Aus..just amazing architecture there.

My dream home would be a seafront house on Australia’s West Coast, a perfect lifestyle, or an apartment overlooking the Bosphorus, as my heart has always been in Turkey.

My courtyard and garden………….Bosphorous

Below my bedroom 100 sq mtrs, I love the spaciousness.

Is it the things we collect on our life journey that make us feel at home? I could not bear to part with some treasures.
My Grandmother always said…You cant take your treasures with you!

Perhaps there is a piece of my heart in many places or perhaps I’m just a dreamer in life.

Pound Hounds Home Sweet Home & Mellomen Lady

John Denver - Take Me Home, Country Roads

Alan Jackson - Blue Ridge Mountain Song

Tom Jones - Green Green Grass Of Home

The Temperance Seven - Pasadena

What made you choose your home, necessity, love, a person, the architecture, geography, spaciousness, or job? Neighbors? Neighbors…Not!!!
How do you really feel about places you lived in? Did you always have a real choice?
Have you collected what seem to be treasures for you? What makes your home, home?
What governed your choices?
Did you always make the right choices or did you improve on what you had?

Enjoy the discussion post images, music, and chat with friends.
Politics, and sometimes religion, doesn’t always go down well in a discussion.
Most of all, enjoy your friends. LFE is a place of respect for all who post.

Lian and Kieran.

Colour Colour Chameleon, is colour the spice of life?

Wherever I look, many people are dressed in black and white these days. It’s so boring.

The sixties were full of colour, and Brahmans don't wear blue—there is something in blue dye that kills insects—and the Japanese wear blue and white, because it wards off insects. Eating al fresco, blue and white plates, yellow attracts insects.
Flags use color symbolism, yellow for gold or prosperity, green for land, blue for peace or the sky.

The color you wear programs your day, IMO. Wear a suitable color for a job interview.
Western brides wear white for purity, Asian brides red. We wear black to funerals, Asians white. Purple is a royal color. So there is a science in color, depending on where you live.

The colours in your house are also important; hospitals choose white, pale blue or grey. Red walls drive the prisoner mad.

Karma Cameleon?
What colour is your aura? Is it a given colour or do you create it? Your karmic actions depict your aura, and your aura can change.
Mostly, you create your aura through your actions.
I once had my aura photographed. I was meditating, and the spirit world also gave me a red rose.
Sparkling white is enlightenment.
There are different color meanings. Healing is green, yellow peace, red is angry, all have different meanings and state.
Unusual is a rainbow aura, denoting many gifts we may have.

Chris de Burgh - Lady in Red

Culture Club - Karma Chameleon

Don McLean - Starry, Starry Night (Vincent)

Lana Del Rey - Blue Jeans

Post information, your views on color, the colors you choose, the colours you surround yourself with or wear, music reflecting your views, and chat with friends.
Enjoy and chat with friends.

Lian and Kieran

Video Killed The Radio Star

As a child, I was fascinated by men with sandwich boards, the message was the end of the world is nigh.
Now the world appears to message more doom and gloom, people rarely smile these days.

And I don’t think it will!!!!

There are, of course, wars and natural disasters and weather extremes.

Teens in the sixties and seventies used to read, go to dances, make music, and go traveling or do adventure sports. It was a revolution of the arts, music and fashion. The world was full of optimism.

Now they are glued to their phones, and there’s even a word for it. Nomophobia: people are afraid to be without their phones. Losing your phone is a disaster.

Now vast amounts of money are spent on AI weapons that could obliterate many people and do. There is even talk of technology collapsing. We have come to rely on technology way to much. Should technology collapse, survival would be impossible in many places.
I live on a small island, becoming overbuilt and overrun with a population of immigrants and our cities and beaches are packed with tourists. People wear non-descript clothes, usually black, with hoodies. No color around.

Unpredictable weather patterns due to La Niña, global warming and tornadoes are also destroying our planet, as well as wars and weapons, water and food shortages, and natural disasters. Summers here have been well into the hundreds.

When your phone doesn’t ring.

Is that a ferret in your pocket or are you pleased to see me? No, it’s my mobile phone on vibrate.LOL

We also had the pan or plandemic lockdowns affecting many of us, who saw loved ones become sick or damaged by the virus or mental health. A control of people with lockdowns.

It’s been ages since I listened to a radio or watched good comedy, so let's post humor and optimism, as well as our thoughts on will technology improve our lives or lead to the predicted demise of our planet.

Just imagine if the AI bubble bursts?  The repetitive theme of the end is nigh. I like to believe man will find answers to find solutions.

Patrick Watson - Love Songs For Robots

Styx - Mr. Roboto

The Buggles - Video Killed the Radio Star

Kraftwerk - Computer Love

So, let's cheer ourselves up a bit, post memes and music you love, robots dancing.
Let's look on the bright side of life.

Chat with friends and post your views on technology. Most of all, enjoy!

Lian