Johnny Cash and Marilyn Monroe

It occurred to me that I haven't put up any Johnny Cash for ages. So here's Ring of Fire for starters. For afters, below is Hurt. Now there's a strange guy thing going on here. Everyone male I have ever discussed this song (which was recorded when he was dying) agrees that it rips their guts out. Women don't seem to react in the same way. Very odd. I'm male. It rips my guts out. What a guy.

I've blogged before on the part of central Birmingham where I have come to rest - for the moment - as well as having the back to backs (follow link) this area, generally known as Southside is the Chinese Quarter and - evidently this is a common pattern - also the gay quarter. Just round the corner from Rabbit Towers is a gay bar called Missing. The rabbit has not visited this emporium and - erm - Shagtag night (next Saturday as you ask) constitutes no incentive so to do. Missing is in an interesting looking older (late Victorian, I'd guess) building. It's an exception to the general rule that town planners seem to pull down interesting older buildings (which look as if they could at least be gutted and their attractive and I suspect structurally sound external walls used as a shell) and replace them with bland and soulless modern buildings.

Such as Rabbit Towers (above). Bland enough for you? Anyway, Missing has a flat side roof. On the flat roof was a statue of Marilyn Monroe with billowing dress as per Some Like It Hot (sorry - The Seven Year Itch - as Earl points out). To the rabbit's considerable chagrin. The statue has been taken down. The rabbit has written an e-mail to the owner protesting at this piece of aesthetic vandalism. I'll keep you posted.