I believe in you

Don William

I don't believe in superstars,
Organic food and foreign cars.
I don't believe the price of gold;
The certainty of growing old.
That right is right and left is wrong,
That north and south can't get along.
That east is east and west is west.
And being first is always best.

But I believe in love.
I believe in babies.
I believe in Mom and Dad.
And I believe in you.

Well, I don't believe that heaven waits,
For only those who congregate.
I like to think of God as love:
He's down below, He's up above.
He's watching people everywhere.
He knows who does and doesn't care.
And I'm an ordinary man,
Sometimes I wonder who I am.

But I believe in love.
I believe in music.
I believe in magic.
And I believe in you.

Well, I know with all my certainty,
What's going on with you and me,
Is a good thing.
It's true, I believe in you.

I don't believe virginity,
Is as common as it used to be.
In working days and sleeping nights,
That black is black and white is white.
That Superman and Robin Hood,
Are still alive in Hollywood.
That gasoline's in short supply,
The rising cost of getting by.

But I believe in love.
I believe in old folks.
I believe in children.
I believe in you.

But I believe in love.
I believe in babies.
I believe in Mom and Dad.
And I believe in you.

This great Sunday morning welcomed my good friends' first baby, who cried hello to the world in her parents' car. Her mother gave birth to her after only 1 hour of slight labor pain, in the hospital's car park. They didn't make it to the delivery room. Besides the happiness of the new addition to our circle of friends, it's great to know the world has seen less pain than it usually does.

The afternoon saw me experiment with my new toys: an enameled pot and a cast iron saucepan, in trying to cook up a French recipe.

I found this beauty at Monbulk Saturday flea market. It's amazing how one can find so much happiness in something that costs less than a cup of cappuchino. It can be cooked on a cooktop, it can be put into the oven, it conducts and keeps heat marvelously and it's so easy to wash! What's not to love!

Rôti de nos mamies (Grandma's roast beef) by Stéphane Reynaud.
Oh la la! The beef is so tender and the vegetable is so fragrant.
Definitely one to cook over and over again!