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Writer's pictureNickie Hart

Back to London and Remembrance Week

Well these lockdowns are certainly creating some movement in my world. The first lockdown saw me moving out of Rickmansworth, Herts, UK to reside in the vicinity of her majesty, ie Windsor. I was lucky to be living near Windsor Great Park so I had no excuse not to engage in a daily fitness routine which amounted to more than just sipping tea and doing a mini dance routine on the kitchen floor. The first lockdown came and went and no sooner had the 2nd lockdown been announced than I found myself back in the heart of London where parks are smaller but where we can still be entranced by the beautiful trees with their leaves of varying shades of red and gold. The move is the subject of a new song which I hope to share with you one day.


I shall keep my views with regards to the current political climate to myself for the purpose of this blog but certainly the saying divide and conquer comes to mind. There have been some heated debates and I guess we should accept all points of view for what they are. Just a point of view and not dismiss someone for having a different point of view. More and more people are recognising that there are two sides to every story and it helps to hear both sides so that we can make an informed decision. Well what has all this got to do with music, maybe a birth of a new song!


Onto matters music, I have been looking through the archives and for Remembrance Sunday decided to unearth the song that I wrote many years ago and yet sadly never made it into the public domain. It was one of my first professionaly produced songs and it was perhaps a bit wordy so not really worthy of being let loose on the public at large. But I decided to share it this week anyway as I thought you may enjoy the energetic bit in the middle or maybe even the quieter verses. Click on the link below to listen:-


and the lyrics are below:-


Sergeant Jones

And his name was Sergeant Jones He was so very handsome That all the girls did flock to see When he came back home to Winstanton But one day he said that’s it This way of life I’ll quit Its not for me can’t you see I’ll not be a martyr no siree.

What right have I to rob them Of this gift that they have been given We were born to live on this earth And not leave too soon for heaven

And its time I lived my life This life I’ve born to live To give up my gun but not my son I’ve so much to live for and so much to give And we’ll leave them to their folly Wreaking havoc and total chaos We’re going to have a jolly good time The shackles have gone I’m my own boss

What right have I to rob them Of this gift that they have been given We were born to live on this earth And not leave too soon for heaven

Instrumental

What right have I to rob them Of this gift that they have been given We were born to live on this earth And not leave too soon for heaven

Hope you enjoy it!


So I am coming to the end of my blog and it only remains for me to say:-

I wish you well, I wish you joy, I wish you health, peace and happiness. May the sun forever shine in your world.


A la prochaine, till the next time,


Nickie




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