Sunday saying #15 and a bit more

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Happy Christmas everyone. May you, and your family, have a peaceful and joyous Christmas, and a healthy and fulfilling New Year ahead.

A Christmas must for me is to revisit  The Fairytale of New York by The Pogues featuring Kirsty MacColl. Well, there is a new version out this Christmas, and I think it is well worth a listen. See what you think! (Licensing restrictions may make this unavailable in some countries – it is by Ed Sheehan & Anne-Marie and you may be able to pick it up from another source)

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A Little Dark. . but very good

Dark, but cute post from Ray, with an added bonus of great music and a link to a blogger who sadly died in February 2017. It’s well worth a look at Gerard Vlemming’s site, if only his last full post on 9th February, just before his death on 25th.

Mitigating Chaos

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A little dark, but cute nonetheless. This is what it might look like if the tables were turned for a day. (This photo came from  the late Gerard Vlemmings, who was a blogging visonary with his The Presurfer Blog.)

What would they be listening to as they opened their humans?  Trans Siberian Orchestra, of course.  (I’ve seen them live on three occasions. By far, the best shows I have ever been to and you should catch them if you can)

 

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A Christmas Story

I saw this last year and thought it delightful. A second viewing is even better, and I thought more of you would like to see the beautifully told Christmas story.

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“Maybe Christmas doesn’t come from a store, maybe Christmas, perhaps,  means a little bit more!”  ~ The Grinch

And in a meagrestable bare the little child was born.

For a number years,  I taught Religious Education alongside computing.  At the time there was a lack of child friendly resources, so I improvised and created my own video library of Bible stories.

As the season of the school nativity plays comes to a close, it seems a perfect time to re-blog and share my own version of the Nativity, a video that includes beautifully illustrated pictures from my daughter Sophie.

“He who has not got Christmas in his heart will never find it under a tree.”  ~ Roy L Smith

©Sue W-nansfarm.net 2017 In response to the word prompt Meagre (meager)

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My life #12 – My blog before blogs

When I first joined the Army, in September 1964, I started a journal, of sorts, that I called “Special thoughts and feelings”. I would lie in bed at night and write myself into another world, well away from the stresses and strains of Army training.

I jotted down a few poems, a few thoughts, a few hopes, a few dreams.

I listed the words to “House of the rising sun”, and made a list of songs that I could play on guitar.

unspecified-25I rewrote the collection on Sunday 19th March 1967 and retitled it “Private poems and prose by Pete + thoughts in words in writing”. Unfortunately, at that time, I omitted some of my earlier work, thinking it unworthy of record, or not wanting to be held to account. I regret that!

The book I used for the rewrite was a hardcover indexed book issued by Her Majesty’s Stationery Office, S.O.BOOK 345.

unspecified-24 I made the mistake of writing CONFIDENTIAL , in red, at the top and bottom of the book.

Because I was in a job that dealt with matters confidential, and higher, the next time I went through Customs I was stopped, and held for some considerable time, while the book was scrutinized in depth!

At that time I was madly in love with Susan. I had been since the age of 14 when she had moved to my nearest village, when her father became Head of a nearby Secondary School. I recall that she had previously lived in Preston, Lancashire.

A lot of content, therefore, revolved around thoughts of Susan.

unspecified-26 I intend, over time, to share the content of this “Blog before Blogs were invented”.

I shall record the entries exactly as they were written, but may add comments viewed from a “few” years distance!

There are odd scraps of paper in the book with some complete, some incomplete, and some “what on earth is this meant to be” scribblings. There’s also a “work of art”.

There is one particular poem, titled “Or is it?” that I should have copyrighted. The first line is “Walk in the air……….” I’m sure I could have argued the case for some rights to “The Snowman” song!

Having whetted your appetite, I’m not holding myself to any timetable.