Gilding the Lily

An advert for a musical box. A Porcelain Musical Box A Porcelain Musical Rosary Box A porcelain musical rosary box with a picture of our Lady of Lourdes painted upon it A porcelain musical rosary box with a picture of our Lady of Lourdes painted upon it containing a bead and pewter rosary A porcelain musical rosary box with a picture of our Lady of Lourdes painted upon it containing a bead and pewter rosary with a pewter medallion A porcelain musical rosary box with a picture of our Lady of Lourdes painted upon it containing a bead and pewter rosary with a luminous portrait on the pewter medallion A porcelain musical rosary box with a picture of our Lady of Lourdes painted upon it containing a bead and pewter rosary with a luminous portrait on the pewter medallion AND a crucifix. It goes on .... the porcelain musical rosary box also has a luminous portrait of Our Lady which is framed by sparkling faux gems and metal finished scrollwork. And it plays Schubert's Ave Maria. Phew.It's also got feet. Can anyone think of anything else it could possibly have had upon it? I saw a film a few weeks ago with the bonniest of little lads in it, who I've now found won an Oscar for his performance - little wonder, it hardly seemed as though he was acting. The film was The Little Kidnappers aka The Kidnappers. It was made in 1954 and there was a remake in the 90's with Charlton Heston. The story remains the same, and heartwarming, I'm sure but the little chap who played 'Davy' could never be emulated (he's actually (was) called Vincent Williams and was also in Greyfriars Bobby). The story's about a couple of orphaned laddies being sent to their grandparents in Nova Scotia. They want a dog and the tyrannical grandaddy says 'noooo'. They come across a lost baby which the older boys takes to look after which creates a bit of a situation with the babby's Dutch father and there's something of a hue and a cry. There are two lines which the little Davy delivers with such sincerity .... "Is that a babby, Harry?" which the baby looks at him with SUCH a smile. And "Don't eat the babby, Grandaddy, it wouldn't be fitting." Ack, they don't make 'em like that any more. Been looking for a copy of the original to buy but so far all I've come up with is the remake. Been getting home from work shattered, still learning, still making mistakes but fewer so i suppose by the time I've given it the 3 months I was told, many moons ago, one should give a job, I suppose I may have the hang of it. Accounts not yet done. Telling myself I'll do them at the end of the month when I have some time off. Have to do them, need to do them to move forward in one way and another. One other small task done ... bringing my 'friends and family' list up to date with BT. It was about 3 years out of date. Actually had a credit balance with BT which should increase next quarter since the last one including a few weeks prior to my starting the new job. Since I now hardly have time to think, at work, and having spent all day long talking, don't much feel like it in the evenings, I suspect the phone bill will lessen! Mind you, I still like to talk with my fingers!!! I'm reading a Margaret Yorke triple story book at the moment. This author has written a book a year (sometimes two) since 1957 and still writing. Good that, innit? Time for a cuppa, methinks. See ya.