Chin up Mez, try this one, yorkie based i know but a lot of the stuff is M62 corridor which may suit you. There's a lot of vacancies for shift work ATM working in the FMCG/White Goods sector but i don't know if shifts is an option for you.
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Chin up Mez, try this one, yorkie based i know but a lot of the stuff is M62 corridor which may suit you. There's a lot of vacancies for shift work ATM working in the FMCG/White Goods sector but i don't know if shifts is an option for you.
I hate to think of our merry feeling such a way...sometimes life is a real bitch....
good job we can have hope....
A Kernel of Hope by Raymond A. Foss
A kernel of hope
Lives
Deep inside
Protected
Against the pain
The struggle
Grows
When tended
Memories ignite
Nurture
Reward
Fades
When tested
Hurt
Discarded
For graven choices
Echoes
In the dark
Against the shadows
In my heart
I really hope something turns up soon Merry :-) but in the meantime sending you a big freckled hug x
Merry is low and lacking esteem
In steams freckle and MrB
Hope and help well meant
Thanks;-)
Good morning all.....
Trees
Howard Nemerov
To be a giant and keep quiet about it,
To stay in one's own place;
To stand for the constant presence of process
And always to seem the same;
To be steady as a rock and always trembling,
Having the hard appearance of death
With the soft, fluent nature of growth,
One's Being deceptively armored,
One's Becoming deceptively vulnerable,
To be so tough, and take the light so well,
Freely providing forbidden knowledge
Of so many things about heaven and earth
For which we should otherwise have no word-
Poems or people are rarely so lovely,
And even when they have great qualities
They tend to tell you rather then exemplify
What they believe themselves to be about,
While from the moving silence of trees,
Whether in storm or calm, in leaf and naked,
Night or day, we draw conclusions of our own,
Sustaining and unnoticed as our breath,
And perilous also-though there has never been
A critical tree-about the nature of things.
this is really lovely hes, how you doing? hope the knee is on the mend....its nice to hear that things are going so well ....Mossy I loved your description of the birdsong which makes up a spring penine evening...very evocative...when I hear you and Hes talking it always makes me want to move to the country that little bit more than I already do...some day!......oystercatchers have a special resonance for me...I loved that little haiku that harry did about oystercatchers a while back, wish I could put my hands on it...harry? where are ya when i need you?
Putting in the seed
Robert Frost
You come to fetch me from my work to-night
When supper's on the table, and we'll see
If I can leave off burying the white
Soft petals fallen from the apple tree.
(Soft petals, yes, but not so barren quite,
Mingled with these, smooth bean and wrinkled pea
And go along with you ere you lose sight
Of what you came for and become like me,
Slave to a springtime passion for the earth.
How Love burns through the Putting in the Seed
On through the watching for that early birth
When, just as the soil tarnishes with weed,
The sturdy seedling with arched body comes
Shouldering its way and shedding the earth crumbs.