That's powerful stuff. She has the most amazing voice, almost visceral at times. Sounds like you had a lovely evening. I do miss my dog.
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That's powerful stuff. She has the most amazing voice, almost visceral at times. Sounds like you had a lovely evening. I do miss my dog.
I can imagine. that's the best thing about the dogs.....without the reason to take them out, I wouldn't have been standing in a field of stubble...enjoying the light. Though I don't suppose it would make trips to India easier.Quote:
Originally Posted by Hes
Maybe I'll compose some kind of ode to the beasts this weekend
Yay for Leffe blonde
How I love your honey taste
But brun is minging :(
I was trying to work into the haiku that they are in very similar bottles and wanted to express the deep sense of disappointment at buying brun by accident.
Let's try limmerick:
I buy Leffe Blonde at the shops
I'm dreaming of honey and hops
But when I get back
It's brun in my sack
I may as well drink alcopops :eek:
Noel I love these...brilliant...i have had near disaster with my xmas cake tonight by putting too much christmas ale (jolly nice it is as well) in it...its a little on the soggy side to say the least!...hey ho..too much ale, story of....:)Quote:
Originally Posted by noel
ps just tasted the cake, still not cooked...imagine sugar, ale and fruit combined and you will get the picture!
Brilliant! That must have been about as disappointing as coming home from a fell run, getting into a bath and finding the hot water is actually tepid.Quote:
Originally Posted by noel
Having just read the excellent posts by the previous ten people I would like to express in poetry the feeling that I have now, which I can only describe as like that guy on the old cigar advert who turns up to the party dressed as a chicken. :o
Please don't let me interrupt your poetic flow.
P.S. If there are any employees of the Leffe beer company reading this, I hope you accept partial responsibility.
I have found a copy of "Stud Marks On the Summit"!....
Business bought the athletes out
With gold medals and role models
Drugs and media and national pride
Why join in when you can watch it on tv?
So out of the stadiums!
Into the hills!
Out of the armchairs!
Onto the fells!
Staggering through mud and peat
Gasping breaths and sucked-in cheeks
Bogs like lead to clutch your feet
Through the rivers, over peaks
So out of the stadiums!
Into the hills!
Out of the armchairs!
Onto the fells!
Studmarks next to summit heather
Everything suddenly comes together
No audience viewing-figures
Just you against yourself
Chumbawamba
Is that Hess on the film?
Great poem X Runner!!!! thank you!...that's definately not Hes, she isn't carrying a paintbrush whilst running and is too slow!!! :)Quote:
Originally Posted by XRunner
Hi there, enjoying the posts but my PC is on the blink this evening. I feel like I've missed half the night already. Right, back to the start...
I'm off now, have fun while I am away...here is one from Yeats b4 i adieu....
O CLOUD-PALE eyelids, dream-dimmed eyes,
The poets labouring all their days
To build a perfect beauty in rhyme
Are overthrown by a woman's gaze
And by the unlabouring brood of the skies:
And therefore my heart will bow, when dew
Is dropping sleep, until God burn time,
Before the unlabouring stars and you.
William Butler Yeats