Forget anything I might have said previously; when my plywood box rolls along the squeaky conveyor belt and through the brittle velour curtain, this really ought to be playing... loud.
Forget anything I might have said previously; when my plywood box rolls along the squeaky conveyor belt and through the brittle velour curtain, this really ought to be playing... loud.
Oh yes! What a perfect choice for that moment. May I suggest that you also request an usher/ette to walk down the aisle with a tray of Kia-Ora and ice cream? It would just kinda go with the music.
ReplyDeleteOf course. What did the old advert say, "We all adore a Kia-Ora."
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