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Ahh - past poetic glories.
Good to read again. Have you got much material for this year Gilliat?
How were the lakes Mick? It was the worst September rain in thiry years wasn't it? A bit unlucky.
Welcome Sydneysider. We'll be in the bar later for a jar.
Not bad really, we did have two days of continuous heavy rain, and some intense showers, that gave MrsP the chance to shop for a cardigan
Then we had three drier days for me to go wandering off over the hills.
Before it rained
http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k7...k/kentmere.jpg
While it rained
http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k7...21215334_n.jpg
After it rained
http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k7...30220074_n.jpg
In Cumbria they understand rain, they know how to handle cloud bursts - or a bit o' drizzle as the locals would say. So 8 inches falling in 48 hours was no problem, it all ran off down well defined routes into Morcambe Bay. There's none of this building on flood plains up there.
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Nice pictures Mick.
Went to Birmingham today for the anniversary. We looked round their art gallery, which had a theme of Love and Death and featured Rossetti's pictures amongst others. The one that stood out for me though was Lowry's picture of Trafford in Manchester. Of course I can't find that particular one, so I've posted a link to one of Huddersfield. Brilliant.
http://www.l-s-lowry.co.uk/llowry-huddersfield.html
There was also an exhibition of the recently found Staffordshire Hoard - a collection of what appears to be scrapped gold and silver from jewelley and swords. Some of it dates back to the 5-6th Century. The gold filligree work was really impressive, and was inlaid with garnets.
http://www.staffordshirehoard.org.uk/
Unfortunately, the collection is scattered around the Midlands, and so it was just enough to give us a taste of the whole thing.
We then went for lunch at the Trocadero Bar on Temple Street, which turned out to be an F&F - food and football. They did have a quieter room at the back where we could eat though, and it was very nice.
Yes; It brought a tear to my eye reading those again.Quote:
Originally Posted by Paulclem
For this year's play we have a title, a theme, but not much of a script, that is to say, we are woefully lacking in poems.
I'm afraid I scared Sydneysider off.
That was too much too soon.
Beautiful.Quote:
Originally Posted by prendrelemick
I'm still keeping an eye out for Tetley's over here. No luck so far.
btw- you brought some of that Cumbrian Rain back with you. We had a nice rain all day Saturday.
Fascinating.Quote:
Originally Posted by Paulclem
The level of detail is amazing.
Thanks
I wish they'd straighten that hoard stuff out.
It was probably squashed by a modern tractor anyway so it wouldn't harm the historical narrative.
I could soon knock them back into shape if they're afraid to.
Yes - we were a bit disappointed as there were only a few pieces - more of a Staffordshire Sample than hoard. What's there is nice stuff.Quote:
Originally Posted by prendrelemick
Alfred had me made from Albion's everglade
And I made him to lie with me whence all my troubles fade.
You may have read the signs - beware of strange designs.
For though the victors write the books, the loser speaks the lines.
So let's now both be gone. 'Tis far to Avalon
And though we go our different ways, I'll see you there anon.
http://cardsahoy.files.wordpress.com...fred_jewel.jpg
Slowly slipping into history feel us go
With these times another age could never know.
See the photos - black and white, and quaintly dressed,
Stood in queues of people smiling, sorely pressed.
Your silent room is the collection of your ways.
Every shelf is built of all those different days.
And those much younger cannot understand by half
The wireless, living room, the faces round the hearth,
The ration books, and Matthews out there on the wing,
The corner shop that sold us almost anything,
The farthing in the change, the sirens and the planes,
Puffing Billies shunting eras down the lane, down the lane.
You know we'll soon be gone from here, year upon light year.
We'll take the stories with us there - the memories are dear.
One of those days in England: mum was rustling up the grub
And dad was off out propping up the pub.
One of those days in England that you just could not forget.
From the mists of secret morning to the golden red sunset.
And though the time fast slips away, it's long enough to laugh and play
Around the fireside making hay, dreaming of tomorrow...
Oh, you know...there's no today.
Roy Harper Excerpt from One of Those Days in England
I had something silly to say about Paul's Man Booker comment on the poop art thread being likened to the Hoard run over by a tractor, but Mark's post put me in a different frame of mind.
That was nice Mark, gave me pause.
I raise my glass to Glorious Albion.
Slowly slipping into history, that's me.
The past is surer than the future.
I remember a catchy little love song by Roy Harper called One of those days in England. I don't think it was the one above though.
I'm contemplating your posts from a Whetherspoon's pub before I go in to work. They do a fine coffee and toast and jam which the lady just brought me by announcing " toast and preservatives". Then glancing out of the window a funeral cortege passed. Humour and poetry and poignancy and history. And it's just an ordinary day... or perhaps no day is ordinary. There, I've added philosophy.
Yes - tractored would be a good description. No to worry.Quote:
Originally Posted by Gilliatt Gurgle
Quote:
Originally Posted by prendrelemick
You probably remember the single - but if it's a lovesong, it's a lovesong to a nostalgic past - of a relationship, and of a country.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AOPC8O4ne-E
On the album (Bullinamingvase), the single is the opening track, and the second side is One of Those Days in England (Parts 2 - 10).
^ How fitting as I reached the big 5-0 today!Quote:
Originally Posted by prendrelemick
Fifty shades of gray falls from the comb.
Any pointers you 50 somethings would like to pass on?
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Happy Birthday GG
The big 5-0 is really not much different from the puny and unremarkable 4-9 Apart from it being an excuse for a bigger party.
Meanwhile, it's time to choose your pipe and slippers.
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Originally Posted by MarkBastable
OK here's what's happened; In my head I start humming "One of Those Days in England" and it morphs into "Too Good To Be Forgotten" by the Chi-lites An easy mistake to make .
Read it and weep (or should that be wince) boys!
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/sport/959...l-of-Pain.html