Songs for my baby – I Will Wait

Mumford & Sons – I Will Wait from Cooperative Music Germany on Vimeo.

Waiting is the name of the game and there’s an awful lot of it going on here.

Listening to songs helps pass the time, I love big anthems with beautiful lyrics like this. (and I pretend Baby likes it too). There’s something about the last verse which I find helpful when planning for the birthing day to come. It’s strong, defiant, powerful and focused. I hope I can be all of those things. And I do like the thought of a spirit painted gold, but I’m not sure body painting is Barbara’s thing…

And I came home
Like a stone
And I fell heavy into your arms
These days of darkness
Which we’ve known
Will blow away with this new sun

And I’ll kneel down
Wait for now
And I’ll kneel down
Know my ground

And I will wait, I will wait for you

So break my step
And relent
You forgave and I won’t forget
Know what we’ve seen
And him with less
Now in some way
Shake the excess

But I will wait, I will wait for you

So I’ll be bold
As well as strong
And use my head alongside my heart
So tame my flesh
And fix my eyes
That tethered mind free from the lies

But I’ll kneel down
Wait for now
I’ll kneel down
Know my ground

Raise my hands
Paint my spirit gold
And bow my head
Keep my heart slow

Cause I will wait, I will wait for you

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The Listening Project

I make no secret of the fact that I love listening to other people’s conversations. On the bus, in the butchers, in the street. For me, it’s one of life’s pleasures. I don’t have to listen to the whole story, sometimes just part of a sentence as I walk past someone in the supermarket quenches my nosy thirst. Often these stories make my day.

This was one of the reasons I set up Life of Barbara really and I hope over time to build up a little collection of conversations under the You had to be there category over on the right. What is it about other people’s lives and other people’s stories that are so endlessly fascinating?

So you can imagine how delighted I was when Radio 4 (wireless station of choice for all Barbara’s out there) started The Listening Project. Every day they broadcast three short conversations from all over the UK, covering everything and anything. Hearing one of these conversations nestled amongst plays, book reviews, programmes about world affairs, debates, feminism and politics is really refreshing and I haven’t heard one yet that hasn’t made me stop and think. Some are sad, others peculiar, funny or bizzare but they are all touching.

The best bit is that they have many more conversations that they won’t have time to broadcast. And you can hear all of them on their website.

If I can be so bold I’d recommend you start with this one. It’s a conversation between Beryl and Graham about finding love in your 70s with a man called Stan. It’s a good one.

Ooh that Beryl knows how to use a bit of rouge.

If you’ve overheard a good conversation recently that you think should be on Life of Barbara, please do email me hello {at} life of barbara {dot} com

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(image ©LucyStendallPhotographyLtd)

Now the bright morning star, day’s harbinger,

Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her

The Flowery May, who from her green lap throws

The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose

- John Milton


Last year I met up with a friend of mine in the May sunshine at Calke Abbey in Derbyshire. During the visit I saw this poem on a blackboard in the gardens and something about it moved me.

I love a good day out with the National Trust, don’t you? I can’t believe I’ve got to the ripe old age of 30 and I’m still not a fully paid up member. I must do something to rectify that and get out more. Both my husband and I have fond memories of National Trust days out as children and we plan to carry that on with our little family. It’s funny how preparing to have a baby can lead to new resolutions isn’t it? Did that happen to you or do you think it might if you have children? Another ambitious plan of mine involves reinstating a weekly Sunday roast, I miss them when we don’t have them and it is too easy to get out of the habit and treat Sunday like any other day of the week when they can become something really special.

We haven’t been lucky with the weather this week where I live, but I look at this photograph and still hold out for the Flowery May that Milton writes about. I hope it will make an appearance this weekend because there are celebrations afoot – a wedding, a birthday, an engagement. And it’s a bank holiday here in the UK.

I hope you all have something lovely planned and remember if you are out and about to stay on Barbara Watch!

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