Broken Windows From A Day In The Life

Last year a friend and I drove to a nearby suburb to visit their library. They have a cool aquarium there. I wrote about that visit here: Goldfish And Sea Monsters #1 of 3 and Goldfish and Sea Monsters #2 of 3 and Goldfish And Sea Monsters #3 of 3

That afternoon we stopped at a convenience store near the library. I bought a lottery ticket. The numbers I had worked out weren’t very good, however, and I didn’t win anything. But I’ll have more to say about this convenience store in just a bit.


That was last year.


Now, just a few months back I was by myself at that library with the aquarium when a kind of junior high gang war broke out. Some of the kids fighting threw a decorative boulder through the library’s front window, completely shattering the glass. I wrote about that here: Let’s Go To The Library And Scare Ourselves


That was a few months ago.


Now, just a few days ago—actually, just a few nights ago—a vendor was delivering supplies to that convenience store near the library with the cool aquarium and when the driver tried to park his truck he screwed up and drove the truck through the convenience store’s front window, completely shattering the glass.


I really don’t see a lot of shattered big windows, of boarded up big windows. But that makes two, recently, and both shattered and boarded up windows looked back to a particular day in my life.


I’m not exactly sure what to make of that.


I’m not exactly sure what to make of that, but since I got close looks at both shattered and boarded up windows from that day in the life, I suspect I am now just a little bit closer to figuring out how many holes it really takes to fill the Albert Hall.

And when I work out those numbers, everything will change.

Look out.

I’m working hard at it.

I read the news today, oh boy
About a lucky man who made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
Well, I just had to laugh
I saw the photograph
He blew his mind out in a car
He didn’t notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They’d seen his face before
Nobody was really sure
If he was from the House of Lords

I saw a film today, oh boy
The English Army had just won the war
A crowd of people turned away
But I just had to look
Having read the book

I’d love to turn you on

Woke up, got out of bed
Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup
And looking up I noticed I was late
Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke
Somebody spoke and I went into a dream

Ah—

I read the news today, oh boy
Four thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
They had to count them all
Now they know how many holes
It takes to fill the Albert Hall

I’d love to turn you on