Friday, May 05, 2006

Echo, Echo

Little Sir Echo, how do you do?
Hello! (Hello!) Hello! (Hello!)
Little Sir Echo will answer you,
Hello! (Hello!) Hello! (Hello!)
Hello! (Hello!) Hello! (Hello!) Little Sir Echo
Yesterday on the bus I saw a friend with her two young kids. She said they'd just been in the park as it was a lovely warm day and the kids wanted to be out. She said her kids always want to do something and it costs money. She took the kids to the The Natural History Museum recently and she had to pay for the kids to see something.

Fast forward to this morning. I notice a woman I haven't seen in ages on the bus. I call out to her. I ask her if she enjoyed the sunshine yesterday. She says it was the worst day of her life. Why? Because she accompanied her son and his school friends on a tour to The Natural History Museum. It was too hot in the train, the museum was too stuffy, and they did way too much walking for her liking.

Hmmm, is that an echo I'm hearing?

Incidentally, the website address to the lyrics above has the word "mouseum" which is "museum" minus the letter "o".

Life is like an echo.
Life is like an echo.

Hello, is anybody there?
Hello, is anybody there?

Have a lovely day!
Have a lovely day!

Enocia