tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759184487908084688.post4215032161264277104..comments2024-02-23T12:23:23.727+00:00Comments on Adeus, até ao meu regresso: Deixa-me rir...JdBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08134598186918924287noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759184487908084688.post-10382332319831223932012-07-12T20:40:18.496+01:002012-07-12T20:40:18.496+01:00Excellent post, P! And I keep saying: I don't ...Excellent post, P! And I keep saying: I don't know whether I prefer your musical taste or the way you write! It's such glorious English! A little story that is indirectly connected to the "glorious English": when, in my early twenties, I was a nanny for an English family, I remember being "astounded" when little Sam started pouring "English" words out of his mouth!!! Silly, I know, but that's exactly how I felt. I had never been with an English child in my life! Bjs. pcpAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759184487908084688.post-68445733626968774202012-07-12T16:08:47.973+01:002012-07-12T16:08:47.973+01:00Very good post, PO. Especially the last video, wit...Very good post, PO. Especially the last video, with Dean Martin singing in his "slightly" broken and drunk voice. I presume he was never sober when he sang. Thank God for that, because that's what made of him such a fine artist...JdBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08134598186918924287noreply@blogger.com