- PEACEBONE – ANIMAL COLLECTIVE
- PEACE OF MIND – BAT FOR LASHES
- PEACE AND LOVE – CAT POWER
- PEACE ON EARTH – DAVID BOWIE / BING CROSBY
- ENFORCED PEACE – DEATH IN VEGAS
- WILD PEACE – ECHO LAKE
- PEACE IS JUST A WORD – EURYTHMICS
- MAKE YOUR PEACE – INXS
- PEACE IN MIND – JOAN ARMATRADING
- GIVE PEACE A CHANCE – JOHN LENNON
- PEACEFULLY ASLEEP – LIFE N SOUL
- PIPES OF PEACE – PAUL MCCARTNEY
- GIVE PEACE A DAMN – PUBLIC ENEMY
- WAR IN PEACE – SEXWITCH
- PEACEFUL TIMES – SKIDS
- PEACE ON EARTH – U2
- PEACE TRAIN – CAT STEVENS
- FROM UNDER LIQUID GLASS – PEACE
- WHATS SO FUNNY ABOUT PEACE LOVE AND UNDERSTANDING – ELVIS COSTELLO
- PEACE FROG – THE DOORS
So I’m peacefully fishing in the furthermost corner of the Wendover arm of the Grand Union canal, not exactly advertising the fact I’m desperate to talk to people, in fact one might assume the opposite. However, the idea of wanting solitude and quiet is an anathema to the resident cockney… The Cockney ( Londoner to none uk readers) sees a solitary figure as the perfect foil to their wit and repartee.
So, a guy arrives at the opposite side of the winding pool and looks across at us fishing, and immediately drops his fishing gear and trundles around to our side. He comes in between us, sits down and lights a cigarette.
“Awwight! Haaas it Going?”
Jan says fine. I look pointedly at my float. I do not want to talk.
The Scottish have a perfect word for his conversational style…
Spraff ! -To carry on talking about an unnecessary topic for a lengthened space of time.
So he spraffed at us, without either of us giving him the slightest encouragement, for a good fifteen minutes, on subjects wide and various, from the unnatural re-introduction of otters on the river Ouzel… his take if your interested… They died for a reason, its natural selection innit. How to catch a carp by dangling a bit of crust on the surface, without letting your line touch the water… cuz carp can see your line you know, crafty buggers. He said he’d never been to the canal before, then said he’d seen otters in the canal loads of times… This is typical of your sub-urban cockerney… They lie within the same sentence! Without rancour or self-awareness, its a disease! They have to continually Rabbit ( talk constantly) or else they fear they may be DEAD.
All we are saying is give peace a chance… And shut the fuck up!
Dale beloved partner of ‘M’.
ps. This is why we annexed London as a part of Mercia… So we didn’t have to listen to their constant fucking talking! God bless the Midlands!