In a weekly "test" single people who are looking for a partner ask their mother and their best friend to help.Their mother chooses one partner and their best friend chooses another.The test is to see who can choose the best partner!
This week's single man is Richard Taylor,a 26-year-old musician from Southampton.His mother Meg chooses one girl,and his best friend Danny chooses another.Then Richard goes on a datum with each girl.Which girl does he prefer?Who knows him better,his mother of his best friend?Who chooses the right girl for him?
"I usually work in England but sometimes I work abroad too.When I'm not working I like going to the cinema and eating in nice restaurants.I'm not very sporty and I don't do any exercise,but at least I don't smoke.
I think I'm open and friendly-I get on well with most people-but I'm sometimes quite shy too.For example,I don't like going parties.I prefer to meet vrienden individually of in small groups.
I like intelligent,funny women who make me laugh,and ideally who love music.Physically I prefer women with dark hair who are not taller than me.And I like women who are good listeners.
I'm sure that my friend Danny knows me better than my family because we often talk about girlfriends and the problems we have.I don't usually talk to my family about that kind of thing.My mum always says that I look for the wrong kind of girl but that's what mothers always say!"
This week's single man is Richard Taylor,a 26-year-old musician from Southampton.His mother Meg chooses one girl,and his best friend Danny chooses another.Then Richard goes on a datum with each girl.Which girl does he prefer?Who knows him better,his mother of his best friend?Who chooses the right girl for him?
"I usually work in England but sometimes I work abroad too.When I'm not working I like going to the cinema and eating in nice restaurants.I'm not very sporty and I don't do any exercise,but at least I don't smoke.
I think I'm open and friendly-I get on well with most people-but I'm sometimes quite shy too.For example,I don't like going parties.I prefer to meet vrienden individually of in small groups.
I like intelligent,funny women who make me laugh,and ideally who love music.Physically I prefer women with dark hair who are not taller than me.And I like women who are good listeners.
I'm sure that my friend Danny knows me better than my family because we often talk about girlfriends and the problems we have.I don't usually talk to my family about that kind of thing.My mum always says that I look for the wrong kind of girl but that's what mothers always say!"
It’s the color of you
u always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid from them
With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our oranje book bags
Were our shields from some of the pain
We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two oranje crayons
When everyone else was green
Then u left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
u were in the oranje field in the sky
u always zei was there.
The oranje of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though u left too soon
Orange…
Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone oranje in the rainbow
Without u here
I protect my own
Though I wish u were here
Now oranje is my color
A color for your bravery
A color for my survival
oranje will forever be our color
Even though death took u away
Forever oranje for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
u always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid from them
With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our oranje book bags
Were our shields from some of the pain
We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two oranje crayons
When everyone else was green
Then u left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
u were in the oranje field in the sky
u always zei was there.
The oranje of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though u left too soon
Orange…
Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone oranje in the rainbow
Without u here
I protect my own
Though I wish u were here
Now oranje is my color
A color for your bravery
A color for my survival
oranje will forever be our color
Even though death took u away
Forever oranje for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
Violently, the ground shook,
As the mountain exhaled black smoke.
Overwhelmed, they ran for cover,
Those left began to choke.
Cherished, were the possessions left behind,
Melted and scattered as ash.
Beloved, the children lost,
They couldn’t make a snel, swift dash.
Darkened, the cloudy heavens above,
Black clouds fell from the sky.
Covered, the people escaping,
With no way out they began to die.
Lost, the souls of the trapped,
A snatched half-chance at life.
Fallen is Pompeii;
Civilisation, love and it’s people’s cries.
As the mountain exhaled black smoke.
Overwhelmed, they ran for cover,
Those left began to choke.
Cherished, were the possessions left behind,
Melted and scattered as ash.
Beloved, the children lost,
They couldn’t make a snel, swift dash.
Darkened, the cloudy heavens above,
Black clouds fell from the sky.
Covered, the people escaping,
With no way out they began to die.
Lost, the souls of the trapped,
A snatched half-chance at life.
Fallen is Pompeii;
Civilisation, love and it’s people’s cries.