
In Turkey with my squeeze!
There was a time when I at least thought of myself as attractive, or at minimum I never transformed any gals into pillars of salt if they “checked me out”. Oy vey, those days are gone; perchance never to return. Still, my sweetie loves me.
However I admit I was never a party person, I liked to get up early, go for a bike ride and enjoy the peace of early mornings even when I was decades younger on my timeline. Part of that could be that although I enjoy music, all the good music ended for me in the 1970’s.
I loved the songs on the radio then and periodically even tried to dance. The dancing experiment however was given the big thumbs down as the opposite sex confirmed to me my dancing skills were the same as a dolphin’s ability to ride a bike and juggle a chainsaw.

Wanna dance?
I seem to recall being asked to clear the dance floor by the proprietor, something about causing day-mares.
Nope, I never was a dancer and never will be a night owl neither.
Fortunately my enjoyment of 1970’s music though never fades and I now I can just claim to be a retro dude and say I prefer the “oldies”. All the best music was then and some of it was even earlier imo.
Sending out a wave of thanks to everyone who reads my blog and ask you to add a comment of one of your favorite songs or bands. For example Thin Lizzy – Romeo and the Lonely Girl or The Wings – Band on the Run with Mamunia.





“There’s an important difference between giving up and letting go.” ~Jessica Hatchigan
I’m going to admit something, I’m not ashamed, it’s a fact ~ I’m a procrastinator. I’ve put off being honest about it, too long. I guess I was procrastinating 🙂

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