is it tuesday?

stars even the Moz would approve of

When true lovers meet in Mayfair, so the legends tell,
Songbirds sing; winter turns to spring.
Every winding street in Mayfair falls beneath the spell.
I know such enchantment can be, 'cos it happened one evening to me...
That certain night, the night we met,
There was magic abroad in the air,
There were angels dining at the Ritz,
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.
I may be right, I may be wrong,
But I'm perfectly willing to swear
That when you turned and smiled at me
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.
The moon that lingered over London town,
Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown.
How could he know we two were so in love?
The whole darn world seemed upside down.
The streets of town were paved with stars;
It was such a romantic affair.
And, as we kissed and said 'goodnight',
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.
"A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square," attributed to Maschwitz/Sherwin/Strachey

now my heart is full (and I live to tell the tale...)

introducing me - and my connection with Brit wit and music (2004)
the British Invasion (a v. short musing) (2004)
response to the 07/07/05 London transport bombings (2005)
old school and new garde Doctor Who (2008)
Patrick Wolf and the androgynists (2008)
a fleeting moment of fame with Stevie Wonder (the Stuart Maconie story) (2008)

2004 and beyond - mlmchang

stars even the Moz would approve of

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