Lives of great men will remind us
We can make our lives sublime
And,departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time.
Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.
Longfellow
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I saw a jolly hunter
With a jolly gun
Walking in the country
In the jolly sun.
In the jolly meadow
Sat a jolly hare.
Saw the jolly hunter.
Took jolly care.
Hunter jolly eager-
Sight of jolly prey.
Forgot gun pointing
Wrong jolly way.
Jolly hunter jolly head
Over heels gone.
Jolly old safety catch
Not jolly on.
Bang went the jolly gun.
Hunter jolly dead.
Jolly hare got clean away.
Jolly good, I said.
Charles Causey - (24 August 1917 – 4 November 2003) was a Cornish poet, schoolmaster and writer. His work is noted for its simplicity and directness and for its associations with folklore, especially when linked to his native Cornwall.
Good news Conrad.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy the luxury.
Give me a ring if you need any transport.
I'm delighted to hear that it went ahead and that it went well of course - I was thinking of you yesterday.
ReplyDeleteOnwards young man!
:-)
Very pleased to hear the op went ahead and went well. (Hmm, just read what JJ said above and it seems I'm always repeating other people!) I would guess that by the time I'm writing this (just after what will probably be our final meal out of this trip - another big three course lunch with drinks and bread for €9) they will have had you up on your feet. Hope that went well too.
ReplyDeleteAs for that breakfast - it looks better than I've had in many a hotel!
Very pleased to hear the op went ahead and went well. (Hmm, just read what JJ said above and it seems I'm always repeating other people!) I would guess that by the time I'm writing this (just after what will probably be our final meal out of this trip - another big three course lunch with drinks and bread for €9) they will have had you up on your feet. Hope that went well too.
ReplyDeleteAs for that breakfast - it looks better than I've had in many a hotel!
Good: pleased to hear this : I have been admiring the snow girt ridges of Blencathra for the past three days whilst we did the second set of tiles, looking across the curiously named GIenderamakin valley - almost as spectacular a job site as glancing up at the Drus last year - and vowed to get up there some time soon (only been up once, when I was about 9) and thought you might like to think about that and work for it as a goal and training exercise - Sharp Edge of course.
ReplyDeleteI now know I have to go to London tomorrow so will aim to call in on my way south - if your butler will allow me into the presence
. . . that is if you don't meet me at the door - where is this hospital (I know it's in Lancaster !)
Hi Conrad
ReplyDeleteI would second (third?) Gayle’s comments. Hope the recuperation goes well.
The napkin ring would have been a veritable comfort if I'd faced two Weetabixes. With milk! Prelude to a relapse.
ReplyDeleteAll - thanks for your comments.
ReplyDeleteGimmer - If old Wainwright was around I think he would caution us against Sharp Edge at our age.
RR - I note how seriously you mean this comment by your very rare use of an exclamation mark.