Bibsey Mama

Back to Blighty

  • Home
  • About the Bibsey blog
  • Contact Bibsey Towers
  • Apropos of nada
slide
Now she is Five
… nearly six actually. Now that she is five she is at school from 9am until 4pm everyday. She has had her first solo playdate in the pueblo with a boy from school. She tells me that they fight “but not hitting”. OK, great. They mostly play Barbies.
slide
Glamp Lamp
Looks gorgeous, right? Butter wouldn’t melt? Wrong. She has just handed me the biggest bogie ever to have graced this house, wearing exactly this expression. Stay alert, people. And beware 5 year olds bearing gifts.
slide
Bella Vista
The view from Bibsey Towers
slide
On motherhood
All my glorious triumphs in motherhood and some minor hiccups...
PrevNext

You don’t bring me flowers

April 29, 2013 by bibsey mama 9 Comments

youdontbringme650Oh, we are so close to the end of the alphabet that I can almost taste it. I am having a Hannibal Lecter moment, yes I am. Anyone fancy coming over for dinner? No?

So anyway, in at no. 25 is You don’t bring me flowers, Babs and The Diamond. Great hair all round wouldn’t you say?

Now, I have no axe to grind here. I am not much of a romantic so I don’t want Mr B to get his knickers in a twist and start worrying that he needs to do anything apart from leave me to it in the kitchen of an evening, follow proper loo seat protocol and not eat all the cooking chocolate when I am planning to bake.

Here is my backing vocal to Babs and the Diamond (you will have to actually imagine it)

You don’t bring me flowers (It’s ok love, just don’t forget the Cava)
You don’t sing me love songs (A fact for which I have always been grateful)
You hardly talk to me anymore
When I come through the door (Sorry darling, did you say something, I was just answering a comment on my blog)
At the end of the day (Actually it would please me quite well if you wouldn’t lurk in the kitchen sniffing in the cupboards while I am trying to cook and blog of an evening. Thanks darling.)

I remember when (It’s on the tip of my tongue)
You couldn’t wait to love me (I really don’t remember this, but then it was a reaaally long time ago wasn’t it?)
Used to hate to leave me (Well you were never keen to get up and out to work in the morning)
Now after lovin’ me late at night (What, after 9.30?)
When it’s good for you, babe (Better make it before 9.30)
And you’re feelin’ alright
Well you just roll over (Don’t take the duvet)
And turn out the light (Sorry, can we keep the light on for a bit, I want to watch Holby City on the iPad)
And you don’t bring me flowers anymore (Darling, just a chilled glass of Cava in the bath will do)

It used to be so natural (Are we talking about nudity?)
To talk about forever (No shaving required then?)
But “used to be’s” don’t count anymore
They just lay on the floor
‘Til we sweep them away (That’ll be my job I expect)

And baby, I remember
All the things you taught me (I wrote them down somewhere, hold on)
I learned how to laugh (#HIGNFY on iPlayer?)
And I learned how to cry (That’ll be the onions)
Well I learned how to love (But have absolutely no expectation on 14 February darling don’t worry)
even learned how to lie (Honest to God, hand on heart, I have not an idea)
So you’d think I could learn
How to tell you goodbye (Here’s the shopping list, will you take Bibsey with you? I could do with a bath)
You don’t bring me flowers anymore (Seriously, I don’t mind if you forget the tomato puree, but please don’t forget the Cava)

Well you’d think I could learn
how to tell you ‘goodbye’ (Honestly, why would I want to?)
You don’t say you need me (But I rather suspect you couldn’t manage without me now)
You don’t sing me love songs (Please don’t)
You don’t bring me flowers anymore… (And that’s OK sweetie, just the Cava, and some peace and quiet in the kitchen…)

OK, I realise that that is twice Babs has appeared in this challenge. And I may have lost my way a bit since the heady days of the letter C, but please bear with me until the end WHICH IS TOMORROW! Yes, I am blogging the alphabet until the bitter f*cking end because I have been locked in a tower with a girl called Rapunzel and neither of us are getting out until I complete the challenge. Thanks for reading.

Follow Us
Google+
Facebook Follow
Twitter Follow
Pinterest
Posted in: A-Z Challenge 2013, Apropos of nada Tagged: #AtoZ, Barbara Streisand, Neil Diamond, You don't send me flowers
← Xanadu
Zis is Zee End →

Search this site

Follow us here

Follow Bibsey on FacebookFollow Bibsey on TwitterFollow Bibsey on PinterestFollow Bibsey on VimeoFollow Bibsey on RSSFollow Bibsey on E-mail

Enter your email address in the box for regular Bibsey updates:

Vlogs

Recent Posts

  • Now that she is five, nearly six
  • Glamp Lamp
  • Stop me if it gets too racy
  • 10 habits of the highly normal and moderately happy
  • Day of the gecko

Recent comments

  • Bibsey Mama on Now that she is five, nearly six
  • Lydia Mirrington Meacock on Now that she is five, nearly six
  • Paula McKG on 10 things I can tell you about giving birth in Spain
  • Kim Carberry on Glamp Lamp
  • Merlinda Little on Glamp Lamp

Categories

  • 7 Word Challenge (8)
  • A-Z Challenge 2012 (27)
  • A-Z Challenge 2013 (25)
  • Apropos of nada (133)
  • Arse posts (25)
  • Baby (27)
  • Bibsey's Bucket List (1)
  • Blogging (39)
  • Body (16)
  • Breast feeding (5)
  • Child (23)
  • Childbirth (3)
  • Domestic Wannabe (20)
  • Expat files (48)
  • Family (37)
  • Guest post (7)
  • Just a Quickie (9)
  • Life, the universe etc (62)
  • Miscarriage (4)
  • Motherhood (50)
  • Occasional confessional (16)
  • Pregnancy (3)
  • School (2)
  • Sleep (12)
  • Spain (81)
  • Spanish (18)
  • Strictly Bibsey (12)
  • Toddler (46)
  • Weaning (2)

From the vaults

  • January 2016 (1)
  • May 2015 (1)
  • May 2014 (2)
  • March 2014 (2)
  • February 2014 (1)
  • January 2014 (4)
  • December 2013 (3)
  • November 2013 (3)
  • October 2013 (4)
  • September 2013 (1)
  • August 2013 (2)
  • July 2013 (1)
  • June 2013 (3)
  • May 2013 (2)
  • April 2013 (29)
  • March 2013 (10)
  • February 2013 (16)
  • January 2013 (4)
  • December 2012 (2)
  • November 2012 (18)
  • October 2012 (8)
  • September 2012 (11)
  • August 2012 (9)
  • July 2012 (12)
  • June 2012 (10)
  • May 2012 (15)
  • April 2012 (31)
  • March 2012 (13)
  • February 2012 (11)
  • January 2012 (6)
  • December 2011 (12)
  • November 2011 (19)
  • October 2011 (13)
  • September 2011 (7)
  • August 2011 (2)
  • July 2011 (3)
  • June 2011 (4)
  • May 2011 (6)
  • April 2011 (8)
  • March 2011 (11)
  • February 2011 (13)
  • January 2011 (1)

Bookmarks

  • Granada Rental
  • Helloitsgemma
  • Older Mum in a Muddle
  • Scribbler in Seville
  • GranadaSpain

Copyright © 2021 Bibsey Mama.

Lifestyle WordPress Theme by themehit.com