[Yes! He's back again...]
It's a leap year, dear reader!
Once again, our thoughts go out to those poor unfortunates whose real birthday only ever comes around every four years, including the late, great Joss Ackland, burlesque legend Tempest Storm, banned rapper Ja Rule, British Royal James Ogilvy, Gioachino Rossini, Dinah Shore, and...
...born 120 years ago today, Mr Jimmy Dorsey:
Ah, that's better...
More sunshine this afternoon! More gardening. It's only the end of February, and I feel like I've caught the sun already...
Speaking of the end of February, I do feel sorry for those poor buggers whose birthday only comes around once every four years (hell for a child, but at least as an adult one can pretend to be a quarter of one's real age!)
Two of those "leap year babies" just happen to be "house faves" here at Dolores Delargo Towers - and both eminent purveyors of the kind of music that's just perfect for a sunny Sunday - Miss Dinah Shore [with a bit of Ella thrown in for good measure] and Mr Jimmy Dorsey:
Tangerine, she is all they claim
With her eyes of night and lips as bright as flame
Tangerine, when she dances by, señoritas stare and caballeros sigh
And I've seen toasts to Tangerine
Raised in every bar across the Argentine
Yes, she has them all on the run, but her heart belongs to just one
Her heart belongs to Tangerine
Tangerine, she is all they say
With mascara'd eye and chapeaux by Dache.
Tangerine, with her lips of flame
If the colour keeps, Louis Philippe's to blame.
And I've seen clothes on Tangerine
Where the label says "From Macy's Mezzanine".
Yes, she's got the guys in a whirl, but she's only fooling one girl
She's only fooling Tangerine!
Ah, the mellow mood...
