Meine 10 Lieblingsschnulzen - Achtung! Schmalzgefahr!

Die bevorstehende Hochzeit meiner Schwester hat mich inspiriert ein bisschen in meiner CD kollektion zu stöbern um ein paar Schnulzen fur den Abend der Hochzeit zu finden. Und weil ich ein grosszügiger Mensch bin, teile ich meine Funde gerne... Und leider Gottes muss ich zugeben dass ich fast alle Lieder in dieser “Cheesefest” Hitparade  auf Datenträger besitze. Schäm Dich, Marisa!

10. Can’t take my eyes off you – Franky Valli
Ein Klassiker auf englischen Hochzeiten bei dem sogar die Oma mittanzt..

9. Cherie – Udo Juergens
Dank meiner Mama fest in meine Kindheitserinnerungen geprägt. Danke, Herr Bockelmann.

8. Gel, du magst mi – Ludwig Hirsch
Wenn man mit viel Radiohören in den 80ern aufwaechst, dann kann man diese Schnulze nicht anhören ohne etwas sentimental zu werden. Bin noch immer ein grosser Ludwig Hirsch Fan!

7. Jenseits von Eden – Nino de Angelo
Es war entweder dieses Lied oder Matthias Reim.. oder Peter Maffay... oder Carl Peyer... oder Hansi Hinterseer...

6. Ein bisschen Frieden – Nicole
Zeigt wieder mal was für ein Schwachsinn aus Eurovision herauskommt....

Ein bisschen Frieden, ein bisschen Sonne

Für diese Erde, auf der wir wohnen

Ein bisschen Frieden, ein bisschen Freude
Ein bisschen Wärme, das wünsch ich mir

5. Tornero – I Santo California
Nur nach mindestens zwei Flaschen Chianti und mit Vorsicht zu geniessen.. Zur Einstimmung auch eventuell etwas Eros Ramazotti hoeren...

4. Mandy – Barry Manilow
Es war eine schwere Entscheidung zwischen “Copacabana” (Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl...) und Mandy. Der Schnulzenfaktor ist mit diesem Song doch grösser.

3. Ein Schiff wird kommen – Lale Andersen
Ein Klassiker, von dem es so viele Versionen gibt wie ich nur Schlagerfuzzis nennen kann.  Ich kann mich noch daran erinnern, als Nana Mouskouri dieses Lied im ORF gesungen hat....Und könnt Ihr Euch noch an “La Paloma” und “Die Gitarre und das Meer” erinnern?

 

2. Nights in White Satin – the moody blues
Englisch und so kitschig wie sie nur kommen.... LOL!

1. Ganz in Weiss – Roy Black
Der unumstrittene Kaiser aller Schnulzen. Bitte alle verbeugen und Respekt bezeugen!!!

I would be such a cool Rockstar!

Here's a little bit of fun that got passed along to me, and it right up my creative little street.

Create Your Own Album:

1) Go on Wikipedia and select 'Random Article'. The first one you get is the name of your band.

2) Go to Quotationspage.com and select a random quote. The last few words will act as your album title.

3) Do a virtual trundle over to Flickr.com. Explore the last 7 days. The third picture is your album cover. (You can only right-click to save the thumbnail image, not the full size one on Flickr).

4) Put them all in a Picture-edit-software-esque magic bag (Photoshop to name but one).

5) Tag those people you think will dig it and want to have a bash themselves

NO CHEATING!!

(I'm not quite tecchie enough to actually know how to tag people, so I'm going to do it via Facebook)

a little gem i heard on radio tonight

SAME THING TWICE

 

Please stop me if I start to get old
If I start to dress according to the weather
Tell me if you find me blindly doing what I’m told
By some patronising middle aged receptionist called Heather

 

And if you find they’ve got to know me in the doctors
Please give me immediate advice
Always tell me if I start to say the same thing twice

 

Let me know the day that I stop talking loud in pubs
Or start to make a loud noise when I’m drinking
Tell me if I’ve started keeping empty margarine tubs
Or start to read the papers to find out what I’m thinking
And if I smell of anything, and by this I mean absolutely
Anything at all that isn’t nice
Always tell me if I start to say the same thing twice

 

But most of all, please take me on one side if I ever
Start saying things that aren’t what they used to be
That the jokes are not as funny now, the kids are not as clever
That once there was a time when you were more in love with me
Help me feel the same but not care if I don’t
Tell me if I say the same thing twice
And also tell me if I start to say the same thing twice

 

Please stop me if I start to get old
If I start to dress according to the weather
Tell me if you find me blindly doing what I’m told
By some patronising middle aged receptionist called Heather
Help me the same but not care if I don’t
Tell me if I say the same thing twice
And also tell me if I start to say the same thing twice

 

Music and Lyrics by TIM FIRTH

Deutsch or English?

Jumping on the bandwagon and inspired by my talented writing better half I hereby give birth to my own blog - ta da! 

There were a number of very difficult, life changing decisions to make in the past 2 minutes... What to call my brain child? Should it be catchy, factual or just eccentric? Should it reflect my adventurous and exciting life in the shropshire plains? And most importantly, what language should it be in? I am torn between enlightening the Austrian half of my aquaintances and the lucky (or not so lucky) British who had the pleasure of meeting me.. I have decided to keep this one open. So, interested reader, I am keeping you in suspense eagerly expecting my exile Austrian, divorcee come happy mum living in the rural jungle of Shropshire views of the world. Keep your dictionaries by your side!

Long way round?

I left Austria 11 years ago. I lived in Helsinki before I ventured to Great Britain. I lived in Oxfordshire, Manchester, Cornwall and Plymouth before settling in the Shropshire plains. So, here I am. In a village even smaller than the one I left....

Back home I bumped into some locals in the pub I hadn’t seen for the best part of 10 years. They were very interested in my life in the UK (being not just an exile villager but also the local landlords daughter and having rather proud parents who keep everybody well informed I do attract a certain amount of attention).  After I explained that I now dwelled in the Shropshire plains in a significantly smaller village they pointed out that I might as well have stayed at home... hmmm... I laughed about it at the time but it did make me think.

At the tender age of 20 I wanted to see the world, experience other cultures, do weird, wonderful and amazing things and be everywhere else but at home. I did nothing by half – visiting a country wasn’t quite enough, I had to live it, breath it, eat and smell it (and drink quite a lot of its alcohol in the progress). Clueless, fearless and curious I floated through my early twenties collecting stories to tell my grandchildren.

And now? The only adventure I embark on is the fight with middle aged mothers over the “reduced” items in the meat isle in Tesco. Recently my sister in law and me spent an entire evening tracking down the name of her daughters’ favourite Bratz doll. The excitement I felt when we finally pressed the “Order” button on Amazon I could only describe as “orgasmic”. My days are filled with dirty nappies, dirty laundry, hoovering and dusting occasionally interrupted by blowing raspberries, drying tears after the 20^th tumble of the day, making bottles and brushing varieties of crumbs off my clothes.

Sounds familiar? Most women my age with young families will nod in agreement. Would my life be the same had I stayed in Austria? Most probably yes.  Would I become the super cool granny I am going to be? Not by a long way! Peace and love man! I’d do it all exactly the same way again....