The Bee Gees, Their Greatest Hits, Disc 2: Cleaning the house with this music this morning I was a sight to see.
Striding down my newly vacuumed hall in my 80s ski jacket and unruly mop of hair to STAYIN’ ALIVE…no beard though.
Purple tracksuit clad bum swaying to the song MORE THAN A WOMAN as I sing loudly into the toilet bowl.
Reaching up to the shower rose with a pained expression on my face as I belt out the chorus of HOW DEEP IS YOUR LOVE.
Sweeping the detritus from my laundry floor and bopping around the sweeper to YOU WIN AGAIN.
And finally collapsing into my camping recliner in the sun of the back veranda and singing with weakening energy to GUILTY with Barbara Streisand and Bazza. I sat through EMOTION and HEARTBREAKER before I decided enough was enough.
All the while my 19 year old son, who has been warned of the housework concert, is clamped under his doona, hoodie stretched over his head and most probably grimacing to my dulcet tones.
If you gotta’ do the housework, and eventually you do, it is not a bad way to do it.
Just love their stuff, talented little Vegemites that they be.
