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Old 08-06-2013, 11:44
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You should have been off to bed Sandy. I don't know how you people do it.


I was wasn't I
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Old 08-06-2013, 17:09
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A Free Debate

Discussing for a little while
Can lure a pleasant inner smile,
Ideas and answers safe from spite,
The hidden barb, the crafty slight.

Yet when a voice drowns out the rest
Expression isn’t at its best,
Rude interruptions do not give
A free debate the chance to live.

And if another disagrees
It doesn't follow he or she's
Malicious, so you must keep calm,
No blow was struck, none suffered harm.

For all of us have different views
And all of us have wits to use,
Persuade of course, say what you mean
But listen too and stay serene.

When each makes that inclusive choice
To let the others have their voice
The finest thing we do create:
The balance of a free debate.


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Old 08-06-2013, 17:14
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I suppose we must be introverts - extroverts need company (if I remember correctly).
Ann Widdecombe made a good point on extroverts and those who need a partner Biz. It was along the lines of 'I'm puzzled as to why they find their own company so inadequate'
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Old 08-06-2013, 17:54
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Aaahh! I get it. You were going to listen to relaxing music in bed. Good plan.
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Old 08-06-2013, 18:05
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Uhuh! You must have been watching the Wright Stuff. I really want to give Matthew a clip on the ear when he continually interrupts his guests; especially when they're reading the papers. How they manage to keep their train of thought amazes me..........and he must have made some enemies, the way he rudely cuts off some of his callers.

Ann Widdecombe made a good point on extroverts and those who need a partner Biz. It was along the lines of 'I'm puzzled as to why they find their own company so inadequate'
I have to say I loved being married, but have been surprised how well I've adapted to being independent. My husband was also an introvert, so I don't think Ann Widdecombe quite got it right. I understand what she was saying though.

By the way both extravert and extrovert are correct, though perhaps the first one is no longer used.
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Old 08-06-2013, 23:22
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Aaahh! I get it. You were going to listen to relaxing music in bed. Good plan.
I do sometimes.
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Old 08-06-2013, 23:23
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A Free Debate


Persuade of course, say what you mean
But listen too and stay serene.


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Old 08-06-2013, 23:56
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Flag by John Agard

What's that fluttering in a breeze?

Its just a piece of cloth

that brings a nation to its knees.


What's that unfurling from a pole?

It's just a piece of cloth

that makes the guts of men grow bold.


What's that rising over a tent?

It's just a piece of cloth

that dares the coward to relent.


What's that flying across a field?

It's just a piece of cloth

that will outlive the blood you bleed.


How can I possess such a cloth?

Just ask for a flag my friend.

Then bind your conscience to the end.
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Old 09-06-2013, 07:35
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Uhuh! You must have been watching the Wright Stuff. I really want to give Matthew a clip on the ear when he continually interrupts his guests; especially when they're reading the papers.
I can't stand that either Biz, Andrew Marr was just as bad, not letting guests answer the question fully. I was surprised to read that Ann Widdecombe had a strong relationship when younger but it never worked out. I hope you didn't mind my mistaken correction As ever, you were right on the spelling Biz

Maybe that piece should be at the start of every DS thread Sandy No new material from me today, I'm off to Eastbourne to commune with the sea again. But I have about four or five poems up my sleeve for the coming week

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Great poem Macbeth - so stirring and I really enjoyed it

As of this post I'm no longer going to mention the copyright rules. Complete lyrics of songs get quoted elsewhere on DS and no action's taken. I'm not a moderator, so if brilliant poems like the one Macbeth posted come in, I'll comment on them without reference to the wishes of the powers that be
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Old 09-06-2013, 12:32
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I hope you didn't mind my mistaken correction As ever, you were right on the spelling Biz
You had kindly intentions. I have to hold back from correcting spellings loads of times, because I think it's cruel to let people continue in ignorance, when it might impinge negatively on them in some important situations - but not everyone sees it like that.

I hope the weather is glorious in Eastbourne today.
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Old 09-06-2013, 22:57
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I hope the weather is glorious in Eastbourne today.
It wasn't great, the sun didn't come out till about three and the seafront was windy and very cold But we saw a smashing brass band doing oldies on the prom On mistakes, as you know Biz, I always prefer them being pointed out as I can't abide errors in the poems
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Old 09-06-2013, 23:24
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Westgate, Eastbourne, Southend, North Berwick,
the British weather always plays a trick.

On a hot sunny day, we plan the next day out,
'Hooray' we hear the children shout.

We awake to rain, and plough ahead, but,
we still go and picnic in a seaside hut.

Happy Days.
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Old 09-06-2013, 23:39
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We awake to rain, and plough ahead, but,
we still go and picnic in a seaside hut.
I think I must be your muse Flower Great rhyming of but and hut here and I found the whole thing very Betjemanesque, he often listed places he liked
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Old 09-06-2013, 23:47
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I think I must be your muse Flower Great rhyming of but and hut here and I found the whole thing very Betjemanesque, he often listed places he liked
I stuttered a bit, and it seemed to fit
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Old 09-06-2013, 23:48
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I stuttered a bit, and it seemed to fit
Any means to an end
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Old 10-06-2013, 06:18
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Clapham Chancers

When girls looked for a hero
In magazines, no less
Than young Helen Shapiro
Walked back to happiness.

Meanwhile boys wanted versions
Of Hollywood-style fame,
So to brief fair excursions
The Clapham chancers came.

A temporary sun wears
A popular straw hat
And temporary funfairs
Are simply part of that.

On asphalt marquees glittered,
Down Clapham Common way
Rides tempted teens who frittered
Frustrated time away.

In terraced houses holed up
The scruffiness felt wrong,
So chancers all got dolled up
For lasses in the throng.

Like hungry bold hyenas
With mates and greased-back hair
They dreamt of Ford Cortinas
While straggling to the fair.

The London twilight blurred it,
Lads entered to the whirl
And bright lights till they heard it;
A scream from every girl.

They played The Great Pretender,
To dodgems steering round
Throughout Return To Sender
The chancers stood their ground.

Where chariots span quickly
A youth employee led,
He clambered, never sickly
As every carriage sped.

What oily engine, what cog
Fuelled evening glories there?
The pungent smell of hot dog
With onions in the air.

As girls prepared for suitors
Machines and music thumped
And rifle range six-shooters
Of chancers never slumped.

To choices of their fancy
They fumbled an advance,
With Lizzie, Jane and Nancy
There had to be a chance.

None of them hired chauffeurs
Or won the football pools,
Some turned out idle loafers,
Some worked with hands and tools.

Where are the Clapham chancers
Who used to flirt and smile?
Like candy-floss, the answer’s
They only shone a while.


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Old 10-06-2013, 16:22
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Clapham Chancers

Where are the Clapham chancers
Who used to flirt and smile?
Like candy-floss, the answer’s
They only shone a while.

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"Gone, alas, like our youth, too soon" - as someone once sang.
(I've checked and it's "The Kerry Dance".)

Sad about the seaside weather, but that's our lot. We have to enjoy it while it's here and not bank on it staying till tomorrow - as Flower said.
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Old 10-06-2013, 20:16
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"Gone, alas, like our youth, too soon" - as someone once sang.
(I've checked and it's "The Kerry Dance".)
Indeed Biz - I've never heard of The Kerry Dance The Clapham Chancers title was inspired by Morrissey's marvellous funfair song for the Smiths, Rusholme Ruffians.
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Old 10-06-2013, 22:37
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Hahahaha! Mine is an Irish song - I didn't know yours, and you didn't know mine. I've heard of the Smiths of course, but not that song.
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Old 10-06-2013, 22:46
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I've heard of the Smiths of course, but not that song.
Here it is with lyrics

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jWXVcHi5dz0
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Old 11-06-2013, 10:04
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Ophelia, as painted by Millais

Among the gathered clutching Dean Man’s Fingers
That grow along the forest riverside
The darkness of the evening shadow lingers,
Where dragonflies are always prone to glide.

She’d climbed a weeping willow as intended,
While living out an absent-minded dream
The branch she stood on broke and she descended
Then plunged into the unforgiving stream.

The atmosphere seemed thoroughly forbidden
Yet some hand in the tragic drama there
Revealed a thing to everybody hidden;
The way the ripples combed her flowing hair.

The flowers she'd collected of each colour
Remained within her grasp despite the cold,
She faded as the last of day grew duller
But still the pretty bouquet did she hold.

No comforting goodbyes or wishes were made,
No soul would ever witness what occurred,
She drifted with the aura of a mermaid
Till sinking to the depths where nothing stirred.


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Old 11-06-2013, 13:26
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Thank you for the link - did you realize the comments were in spanish? I had actually Googled and found some recordings and the lyrics before. Took me back to my teens when the fair visited the town - though of course I was much more demure than the girls in the song.

Ophelia, as painted by Millais

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Very descriptive poem. I remember the painting from my Art course. It rather spoils the atmosphere to know that he painted the model in a bath full of water.

Also interesting to learn that a lady has found the site of the painting, after all these years.
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Old 11-06-2013, 16:48
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Took me back to my teens when the fair visited the town - though of course I was much more demure than the girls in the song.
Your skirt didn't ascend then Biz? I knew the Spanish words were there, it's just that the backdrop photo was vaguely more interesting than the all-English version on YouTube. Wow, they've found the actual site for Ophelia? I must check that out. As a massive Pre-Raphaelite fan I've been to Fairlight where Holman Hunt painted Strayed Sheep. I've also been to West Wickham, where the 'Millais Oak' still exists.
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Old 11-06-2013, 17:18
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Your skirt didn't ascend then Biz?
Certainly not! (Prim smiley)

Wow, they've found the actual site for Ophelia? I must check that out. As a massive Pre-Raphaelite fan I've been to Fairlight where Holman Hunt painted Strayed Sheep. I've also been to West Wickham, where the 'Millais Oak' still exists.
You've certainly been around, but you shouldn't have too far to go to this one:-

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/a...ia-solved.html
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Old 11-06-2013, 17:26
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Certainly not! (Prim smiley)
LMAO Thanks for that fascinating link, I can't believe someone actually found the location of Ophelia
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