Hi there
I belong to one of several community centres over 60's drama(sort of) groups. Recently we had to blindly pick a prop out of a bag and make up a couple of minutes' story over the prop. I got a flower circlet that I plonked on my head and I said I was the fairy princess Orange Blossom. I was quite snooty...
It made me think about that old song that I heard many moons ago on a music hall programme.
Nobody Loves a Fairy When She's Forty -
Nobody loves a fairy when she's forty
Nobody loves a fairy when she's old
She may still have a magic power but that is not enough
They like their bit of magic from a younger bit of stuff
When once your silver star has lost its glitter
And your tinsel looks like rust instead of gold
Your fairy days are ending when your wand has started bending
Nobody loves a fairy when she's old.
Of course there can be all sorts of interpretations for this song (wink, wink, nudge, nudge....)
The singer Marcia Lewis sings a great version on You Tube. The version where she's in a purple dress.
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