19th July 2013
Gird up thee loins me, scribes, freemen and maidens fair and prepare theeselves for news RBW latest Farce be soon among ye News of auspicious Publication be On ye web Afore ye Next full Moon be Upon ye. Merlin and Morgan If so Willinâ€™ Oâ€™course.
Pantheon n Circular Roman temple, dedicated to all deities; memorial to dead heroes; an important group of people famous and respected in their field Clepsydra n Ancient Greek water clock An early 19th-century illustration of Ctesibius's clepsydra from the 3rd century BCE. The hour indicator ascends as water flows in. Also, a series of gears rotate a cylinder to correspond to the temporal hours.
Risible adj ludicrous, causing mirth; inclined towards laughter Drumble v reluctant or sluggish movement Dumbledor n a bumblebee Talaria n the wings on the feet/ankles of the messenger Mercury and in portraits of other mythical gods Kibble n large iron barrel used in mining or wells for lifting water etc to the surface, as a verb it can mean to grind grain, ancient use was the name of stick used in a children‟s game as a bat; a chalk like component of dog food; chalk or flint rubble used in Cornwall to consolidate ground; modern slang a piece of crack cocaine Paradiddle n a drum roll
LIFE OBSERVATIONS It‟s hot ... It‟s too hot ... It‟s hot ... It‟s too hot ... It‟s hot ... Ever stepped on an upturned plug ... Pain ... Pain ... Ever opened your wardrobe and found you‟ve stepped into an episode of Dallas (original series) ... The padded shoulder jacket that time forgot ... The bling cross-over blouse ... All too small ... ohh it‟s too depressing to go on ... Listening to „Songs of Praise‟ on TV, I was surprised to hear the famous hymn „Crown him with many crowns‟ had been (only partially) updated. One line went as follows “For you have died for me”, only to be followed by the original ancient version of the final line of the song- “Thy praise and glory shall not fail throughout eternity.” British folk are so contrary. Last year, everyone was moaning (understandably) about the unending rain. This year, folk are complaining because it is too hot! Several times, I‟ve seen young women busily tapping out text messages on their mobile phones, whilst their children are messing about, or trying to get their mother‟s attention. Why wouldn‟t they want to relate to their child, whilst they are together, rather than some third party? I think they‟ll live to regret it when the children start to feel unwanted or unloved later in life.
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“The Scapegoat” is a novel in the thriller genre. In nineteen fifty-nine it was made into a film. It’s the story of two men and the juxtaposition of their very different lives. George Timmis has an unremarkable existence. An asthmatic, he is an office worker, married to Gladys, a shy, retiring ewe-lamb of a wife. The highlight of their week is Friday night, when they enjoy their favourite TV game show, eating supper from trays on their laps. Gladys would fold in extra herbs into the mix, for added flavour. “No-one makes pease pudding like my Gladys”, George would tell his work colleagues. The other protagonist is quite another matter. He is mysterious and dangerous, with a devil-may-care attitude. This new-comer contrives to swap places with Timmis, and the ridiculous consequences turn the rhythm of the couple’s routine inside out, when George gets blamed for the other’s misdeeds. (PMW)
(PMW tells us a degree of ‘literary’ license is, obviously, being used in this exercise in lateral thinking ... Who knew pease pudding could be so contentious? ... She makes a very good point which all writers need always to consider ... fiction is fiction and nonfiction is non-fiction ... it can lead to all sorts of issues when the two are combined.)
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Social Confinement Life shouldn‟t be like an open book transparent and judged on every turn of a wheel of good or bad luck. “Her ... No better than she ought to be.” Life to some can be an open sore clouded by mysterious secret ritual behind closed door. “It‟s our little secret, tell no-one!” Life alone can be insular and shut mundane daily drag, ordinary without joy, soulless. Kaput! “The time is now 7.00am time to get up! The time is now 7.00am time to get up!” Life for the lucky can be shiny „n bright lived high on the hog, in the fast lane burning out too soon. Too Alight! “No other vehicle was involved ...” Life can have meaning: be full but not if closed away, cloistered, by unwanted commitment smothered in cotton wool. “You‟re not going out again, are you? Put your coat on, wear your gloves.” Life can be a joy and so fulfilling. Free, full of love and light, but only for those who‟re willing. “Take my hand ... come with me.”
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Life free of burden, should be up for grabs, seized by both hands before we‟re covered by marble slabs.
Rising Brook Writers had discussion on the changing meaning of words. It was agreed that words such as; 'wicked' and 'gay' had been misused to such an extent that it was difficult to use them and the full force of their original meaning had been lost. I agree with Rising Brook Writers to a degree. My pet hates are; 'Ah Bless!' Who is blessing what? I dislike 'he lost it!' What has he lost; his temper, his nerve or his marbles? However change is inevitable and cannot be resisted. Language is in a flux. Idioms and barbarisms come and go. Some are here today and gone tomorrow while others pass into official and permanent use. One such may be the change of the infinitive of the verb 'to ask' into 'an ask' which is a noun. It is too early to predict its passage into permanence. The Georgians said of a tenacious man; 'he's got bottom.' They also called a fool 'a ninnyhammer'. Both expressions are now obscure but the buttocks are still popular for the expression of jovial good humour. The young now say to each other; 'shake your booty!' If you ignore modern usage you risk mental rigidity and a slip into senility. The high court judge who enquires: 'Who is Mick Jagger?' Shows himself as out of touch with reality. In my schooldays we were given homework and the class teacher wrote the answers on the blackboard. An innocent ten -year-old in my class read out her remarks on the subject of a picnic. 'We sat on the grass and had some 'grub'.' The teacher was incandescent with fury; she shouted: 'A grub is a stage in the life of an insect: not food. Detention for you girl.' And so it goes. While chatting to my grandchildren I revealed a new and scrumptious recipe for chocolate cake. 'Cool Nanny!' They spoke in unison. Cool is an old favourite from The Swinging Sixties. I love the boldness and freedom of the idiomatic use of English and emboldened by my ability to communicate with the young I sat in the dentist's waiting room. A dentist passed by and turning to me said: 'Are you alright? Would you like a cup of tea?.' ' No thanks, I'm chillaxing with the papers.' This kind young man was electrified, he spun on his heel and held out a hand, palm upward and said; 'You are so modern.' The effect was not to make me feel young and 'cool' but the opposite, an old fuddy duddy. His attitude was one of a mother duck who has encouraged a baby duck into the water or a mother whose baby has eaten all of its egg. Language needs to be used appropriately depending on the user and the recipients. Otherwise the speaker risks looking and sounding foolish; like the middle aged 'Elvis' impersonator with a rhinestone shirt several sizes too small and a big medallion too large for his scrawny chest. I am trying to avoid idiocy and so I will sign off with the thirties 'toodle pip' and the evergreen sixties favourite, 'see you later alligator'.
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Fenton Aldeburgh First Collection Prize – Last Call For Entries! “It was a huge, huge, boost! There was much more interest in the book than there would have been… I have had reviews I wouldn‟t have had, invitations to readings I wouldn‟t have had. There is no doubt it generates interest and helps a book to be championed. And that‟s what winning the prize does.” Olivia McCannon on winning the Fenton Aldeburgh First Collection Prize There‟s still time to enter this year‟s Fenton Aldeburgh First Collection Prize. The prize was launched in 1989 to coincide with the first Aldeburgh Poetry Festival. It is the oldest prize of its kind in the UK, and one of the most prestigious. Any first collection of at least 40 pages and published in the UK and Ireland between 1 August 2012 and 31 July 2013 is eligible. The winning poet will receive a cheque for £2,000, a week of paid writing time on the East Suffolk coast, and an invitation to read at the 2014 Aldeburgh Poetry Festival. The deadline for entering is Friday 26th July. More details of how to enter are on our New Talent pages The judges this year are Peter Blegvad, Maura Dooley and Robert Seatter (Chair). A shortlist of up to five titles will be released in September and the winner announced on 8th November at the Aldeburgh Poetry Festival. http://www.thepoetrytrust.org/stuff
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It all began on a typical English summer morning. One of those glorious days when the Sun almost shone and the rain nearly held off. As intrepid explorers of Yore — wherever Yore happens to be there’s a good chance we’ve explored it — the M5 beckoned us South into the last unexplored vastnesses of Dorset. Our Project was to find the lost routes to Eden, and other Projects, Lost in Time by the Last Gardener O’Hooligan.’. Armed with a trusty sun hat and an ancient guide book [well you don’t want to get too lost do you?] our intrepid band of explorers (both of us) set off. We had a slight clue that something was wrong when the turn off the motorway [J196C (don’t take it)] got narrow and ran out of the black stuff.
The main road was getting slightly overgrown by now.
One of the local ladies, known as ’The Mud Maid’, resting between bouts of fertility
Nothing loth — or possibly not as the case may be - we found our host for the week. Unfortunately it was bath time for him. “Ohh Arr” said he, “Ohh Arr. This yer mud’s good fer wot ails yers! Oy as a barth in it mos’ days. Ohh Arr!” He was good with Ohh Arr’s as well
Writes Travel Explorer ... CLIVE HEWITT
We were a slightly disappointed that our palatial accommodation failed to live up to the brochure, however, us intrepid explorers have to take the rough with the rough.
The next day we found it shining in the sunlight, hidden away from the world by the giants of old. We had stumbled on the Lost Project of Edin â€” whoever she was.
Even for self catering the bedroom was lightly furnished and the cooking area decidedly needed refurbishing.
Message from Staffordshireâ€&#x;s Poet Laureate If any of the poets from the Writers Groups are in town next Saturday then ask them to drop in and say hello at the Shire Hall Gallery, details below. Join Mal Dewhirst and Eleanor Babb for a Summer Event Day. Shire Hall Gallery - Stafford. Saturday 20th July 10:00am - 4:00pm Digital photography with Eleanor Babb. An exciting opportunity to explore the idea of modern townscapes and street photography. Come and create your own images to add to a giant photo-montage of Stafford. Suitable for beginners and families. https://photocns.wordpress.com/members/e/
Poetry Activity Also learn more about poetry and words with Staffordshireâ€&#x;s very own poet laureate Mal Dewhirst. An accompanying exhibition of maps and verse will provoke and stimulate your imagination! Reflect on your thoughts and feelings of Stafford and help Mal to create a new poem to be performed at Stafford Arts Festival on 7th September. Family drop in FREE Mal Dewhirst
Poet - Writer - Film Maker
Staffordshire Poet Laureate -2012/13 Joint Artistic Director - Fired Up Theatre. My blog: http://pollysworda.wordpress.com/ Twitter: @MalDewhirst ADVANCE NOTICE: SEPT 7th Gatehouse Theatre Poetry Event Stafford Arts Festival please contact Mal if you are interested in reading your own work.
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MAL DEWHIRST writes ....
ago with our landscape today. PolyOlbion, Many Albions or Many Englands is a concept that still hold true today with the many diverse cultures and traditions that make up our country. Along with the development of the land, through the inThe idea for this blog is to find 50 lost po- dustrial revolution and now the industry has ets. Poets who were either popular once waned, the re-generation of the natural environment as we have seen at Pooley. I wonder how but have gone out of favour, or had a modicum of success in their day and have much of the landscape Drayton would recognise if he were to wander around Polesworth today. been somewhat under appreciated. PolyOlbion was written using Dr Philemon HolThe first poet on my list is Michael Drayton land‟s translation ofCamden‟s Britannia, as it (1563-1631) who is often eclipsed by his contemclearly follows the same structure asCamden‟s poraries, William Shakespeare, Ben Jonson and work. Dr Holland lived and practiced inCoventryJohn Donne. If these four had been the Beatles and it is most likely that Drayton had access to his then Michael Drayton would have been George translation. More recently Paul Farley revisited Harrison. A very talented writer, who was overPolyOlbion with his Electric PolyOlbion for the shadowed by the extra-ordinary talents of those BBC. around him. Though having said that, I would not A reprint of Polyolbion in three parts is available want to say which of the other three would be from Amazon Ringo Starr. http://www.amazon.co.uk/Complete-WorksDrayton was born in Hartshill, Warwickshire, to Michael-Drayton-Collected/dp/1402165617/ a farming family, who were tenants of Sir Henry ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1303126921&sr=8-1 Goodere of Polesworth. It was Sir Henry who brought young Michael to Polesworth as a page and provided him with an education in the school Idea LI: Calling to mind since first my love begun room above the Abbey Gatehouse. Drayton developed his poetic skills in the company of theCalling to mind since first my love begun, Polesworth Circle, which included Jonson and Th' incertain times oft varying in their course, Donne, along with the architect Inigo Jones. How things still unexpectedly have run, Drayton wrote his Ideas Mirror, a set of sonnets As t' please the fates by their resistless force: Lastly, mine eyes amazedly have seen that declared his love for an unknown lady, who Essex' great fall, Tyrone his peace to gain, we now know to be his patron‟s daughter Anne The quiet end of that long-living Queen, Goodere, his love was unrequited and Anne went This King's fair entrance, and our peace with on to marry another, but she remained friends Spain, with Michael and the other poets and they were We and the Dutch at length ourselves to sever: often guests at her marital home in Clifford ChamThus the world doth and evermore shall reel. bers. Yet to my goddess am I constant ever, See http://www.bartleby.com/214/1004.html Howe'er blind fortune turn her giddy wheel: for more details. Though heaven and earth prove both to me untrue, Ideas Mirror contains one of the poems that we Yet am I still inviolate to you. have included on the Poets Trail, To the River AnMichael Drayton cor, where Drayton confides in the river of his love for Anne and how she inspires him along with the forest Arden which he alludes to the Greek poets comparing it to the valley of Tempe and the river itself, which he considers his Helicon. Another poem in the series is perhaps his best known “Since there is no help let us kiss and part”. The full collection can be read at http://www.luminarium.org/editions/idea.htm Perhaps his other best known work is PolyOlbion, his description of the landscape of England, which to me as poet who explores landscapes is a treasure of descriptive, historical verses that allow us to compare the landscape four hundred years
Why don't you get back into bed Why don't you get back into bed Why don't you get back into bed Why don't you get back into bed Why don't you get back into bed Why don't you get back into bed Why don't you get back into bed Why don't you get back into bed Why don't you get back into bed Why don't you get back into bed Reasons to be cheerful part 3 123
Summer, Buddy Holly, the working folly Good golly Miss Molly and boats Hammersmith Palais, the Bolshoi Ballet Jump back in the alley and nanny goats 18-wheeler Scammels, Domenecker camels All other mammals plus equal votes Seeing Piccadilly, Fanny Smith and Willy Being rather silly, and porridge oats A bit of grin and bear it, a bit of come and share it You're welcome, we can spare it - yellow socks Too short to be haughty, too nutty to be naughty Going on 40 - no electric shocks The juice of the carrot, the smile of the parrot A little drop of claret - anything that rocks Elvis and Scotty, days when I ain't spotty, Sitting on the potty - curing smallpox Reasons to be cheerful part 3 Reasons to be cheerful part 3 Reasons to be cheerful part 3 Reasons to be cheerful part 3 123
Something nice to study, phoning up a buddy Being in my nuddy Saying hokey-dokey, Sing Along With Smokey Coming out of chokey John Coltrane's soprano, Adi Celentano Bonar Colleano Reasons to be cheerful part 3 Reasons to be cheerful part 3 Reasons to be cheerful part 3 Reasons to be cheerful part 3 123
Yes yes dear dear perhaps next year or maybe even never in which case Reasons to be cheerful part 3 Reasons to be cheerful part 3 Reasons to be cheerful part 3 Reasons to be cheerful part 3 Reasons to be cheerful part 3 Reasons to be cheerful part 3 Reasons to be cheerful part 3 Reasons to be cheerful part 3 Reasons to be cheerful part 3 123 Reasons to be cheerful part 3 Reasons to be cheerful part 3 Reasons to be cheerful part 3 Reasons to be cheerful part 3 123 Reasons to be cheerful part 3 repeat to fade
Reasons to be cheerful part 3 Health service glasses Gigolos and brasses round or skinny bottoms Take your mum to Paris lighting up the chalice Wee Willy Harris Bantu Stephen Biko, listening to Rico Harpo, Groucho, Chico Cheddar cheese and pickle, the Vincent motorsickle Slap and tickle Woody Allen, Dali, Dimitri and Pasquale balabalabala and Volare
Reasons to be Cheerful, Part 3" is a song and single by Ian Dury and the Blockheads, initially released as the single BUY 50 "Reasons to be Cheerful, Part 3 / Common as Muck" issued on 20 July 1979 and reached number 3 in the UK singles Chart the following month. It is the last single to be released by the band in their original line-up Lyric writers: Ian Dury / Chas Jankel / Davey Payne Released by: Stiff Records End of line pause and emphasis was on ... and boats .... nanny goats ... etc ... The link below explains some of the more obscure references for anyone who hadnâ€™t experienced the 1970s, or whohad survived but couldnâ€™t remember much about it ... http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reasons_to_be_Cheerful,_Part_3 The song is available on iTunes. The Blockheads are still touring and have a following on Facebook
I was watching some TV I’d recorded and trying to scroll through the adverts when I caught this car ad from Vauxhall using a rap (Reasons to be Cheerful) and straight away I was remembering the work of the late great Ian Dury on which the rhyme scheme in the advert rap seemed to be inspired by (Reasons to be Cheerful: Part 3 1979). Although the new rap by the UK rapper ‘Sense’ is sanitized for family viewing and selling cars ... writes SMS blog Ian Robins Dury (12 May 1942 – 27 March 2000) was a Londoner (dad a bus driver, mum a health visitor) rock and roll singer-songwriter, bandleader, artist, and actor who rose to fame during the late 1970s, just before Punk and the New Wave era got going. He‟s best remembered as founder and lead singer of the band Ian Dury and the Blockheads. Sources: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ian_Dury http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qcjh1a9Yoao http://www.tvadmusic.co.uk/2013/07/vauxhall-astra-reasons-to-be-cheerful/ http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reasons_to_be_Cheerful,_Part_3 (Dury: Web image; Sense: can‟t find bio link on UK rap scene which is web vibrant: if interested check out Don‟t Flop rap battles on YouTube: so much energy makes me tired just watching)
Reasons to be Cheerful: Part 3 wasn’t Dury’s only eye-opener, there was also Spasticus Autisticus. A lyricist campaigner during the Thatcher years Dury's 1981 song "Spasticus Autisticus" was reportedly written to show contempt for the International Year of Disabled Persons. The event disgusted him: he called it patronising and counter-productive. Dury was disabled: crippled by childhood polio. The lyrics are, like him, strong and uncompromising: So place your hard-earned peanuts in my tin And thank the Creator you're not in the state I'm in So long have I been languished on the shelf I must give all proceedings to myself The song's refrain, "I'm spasticus, autisticus" was inspired by the rebel fighters in the film Spartacus, who, called on to identify their leader, all answered, "I am Spartacus". Ian Dury produced work that explored personal and social disability. The single "Spasticus Autisticus" (1981) is now recognised as an outstanding protest about the plight of disabled people in what he called 'normal land'. Dury described the lyrics as "a war cry" on Desert Island Discs. It was banned by the BBC for broadcast before 6 p.m. when it first came out. How fitting Dury‟s “war cry” was used at the opening of the London 2012 Paralympics where today‟s disabled athletes showed their utter contempt for some of the game‟s sponsors. I‟m sure he‟d have had something to say about how badly hundreds of thousands of disabled people are currently being penalised by welfare cutbacks and being put through humiliating testing. Many of those thrown off DLA now rely on hand outs from food banks: http://www.trusselltrust.org/foodbankprojects ... This level of vicious atrocity could have given the campaigning lyricist food for thought. Ian Dury ... hero of our times ... sadly missed.
The Red Badge of Courage is a novel by American author and poet Stephen
Taking place during the American Civil War, the story features a young soldier of the Union Army, Henry Fleming, who flees from the field of battle. Overcome with shame, he longs for a wound, a "red badge of courage", to counteract his cowardice.
Crane's poems, which he called "lines", are typically not given as much academic attention as his fiction; no anthology contained Crane's verse until 1926. Although it is not certain when Crane began to write poetry seriously, he once stated that his overall poetic aim was "to give my ideas of life as a whole, so far as I know it". The poetic style used in both of his books of poetry, The Black Riders and Other Lines and War is Kind, was unconventional for the time as it was written in free verse without rhyme, meter, or even titles for individual works. They are typically short and although several poems, such as "Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind", use stanzas and refrains. Craneâ€&#x;s work contains allegory, dialectic and narrative situations. Crane's poems affirm certain attitudes, beliefs, opinions and stances towards a God, man and the universe. In four years, Stephen Crane published five novels, two volumes of poetry, three short story collections, two books of war stories, and numerous works of short fiction and reporting. He is mainly remembered for The Red Badge of Courage, an American classic. The novel has been adapted several times for the big screen, (1951 film by John Huston). By the time of his death, Crane had become one of the best known writers of his generation. His eccentric lifestyle, frequent newspaper reporting, association with other famous authors, and self-expatriation had turned him into international celebrity. Although most stories about his unconventional lifestyle leaned toward the romantic, rumours about alleged drug use and alcoholism persisted.
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Source: Web outlets and http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stephen_Crane
A slant of sun on dull brown walls. A slant of sun on dull brown walls, A forgotten sky of bashful blue. Toward God a mighty hymn, A song of collisions and cries, Rumbling wheels, hoof-beats, bells, Welcomes, farewells, love-calls, final moans, Voices of joy, idiocy, warning, despair, The unknown appeals of brutes, The chanting of flowers, The screams of cut trees, The senseless babble of hens and wise men -A cluttered incoherency that says at the stars: "O God, save us!"
A learned man came to me once. A learned man came to me once. He said, "I know the way, -- come." And I was overjoyed at this. Together we hastened. Soon, too soon, were we Where my eyes were useless, And I knew not the ways of my feet. I clung to the hand of my friend; But at last he cried, "I am lost."
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