I am a creature of my time and place, I have a handsome face.
So a woman said to me as I passed by, who am I to disagree, who am I?
My time is all time that went before and youth and age, do I bore?
My place is here, stick in the mud, I travelled, I have Irish blood.
So there you have it, God’s child speaks, holidays in how many weeks?
So I may have asked at school in endless time, was I a fool?
Time goes faster when you’re old, but I don’t care, my story told.
I am not sure quite what I am.
Frankly, I don’t give a damn.
Clark Gable said that before me in the most popular film in history.
Until Star Wars came along, I saw that too, another song.
I like art of almost every kind.
Simple things are best, I find.
10th December, 2017