Hello, is there anybody out there?
Don’t be scared leave a comment or send an e:mail.
Go on I can take it.
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
My wife Fiona has is a very vibrant red head, so there is a clue.
Lady Of The Flame Red Hair
My lady of the flame red hair
Like a sunset bright and strong
You lead me where I long to go
Where I can do no wrong
My Lady of the flame red hair
It is love that's good and true
And no matter if you say farewell
I will always look for you
My lady of the flame red hair
Do you think now we are older
That time has left his scar on us
Or that time has left us colder
My lady of the flame red hair
We are neither young nor old
For the mark of life is on us now
And we have ourselves to hold
Lady Of The Flame Red Hair
My lady of the flame red hair
Like a sunset bright and strong
You lead me where I long to go
Where I can do no wrong
My Lady of the flame red hair
It is love that's good and true
And no matter if you say farewell
I will always look for you
My lady of the flame red hair
Do you think now we are older
That time has left his scar on us
Or that time has left us colder
My lady of the flame red hair
We are neither young nor old
For the mark of life is on us now
And we have ourselves to hold
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Sunday, July 16, 2006
I think you can make up your own mind about this one.
Its been so many years now
I cant believe you really tried
To put so much behind you
Of how you schemed and lied
You said you where a player
You said you had it planned
But I've seen that all before my friend
I've seen that empty hand
And now your here to tell me
That you thought I was the best
A rock and pillar to admire
But I don't think I sat that test
And the women that you courted
They where lovers good and true
But you know I really loved her
And I don't think that she loved you
And here you are again old friend
That's just how you call me
But things they change forever
And now I really see
Old Friend
Its been so many years now
I cant believe you really tried
To put so much behind you
Of how you schemed and lied
You said you where a player
You said you had it planned
But I've seen that all before my friend
I've seen that empty hand
And now your here to tell me
That you thought I was the best
A rock and pillar to admire
But I don't think I sat that test
And the women that you courted
They where lovers good and true
But you know I really loved her
And I don't think that she loved you
And here you are again old friend
That's just how you call me
But things they change forever
And now I really see
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Just an angry thought
Not far from where I work there is a venerable building which is nearly 200 years old.
Since the early 1800s it was used as a soup kitchen, to feed the poor and homeless.
It is now situated between a large shopping mall and well known department store. It is maybe 20 years now since it was last used for its original purpose, and has been a Costa coffee for some time now.
It made me so angry to read in the local press, that they wanted to demolish it so that the already very large mall could become even larger.
Lets all sacrifice our history on the alter of retail consumerism.
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Felt a bit low when I did this one, doesn't really scan either so its rubbish really, but hay ho.
The gravity of the situation is very clear
But you always held me dear
There are times when I never really knew
About the times I spent with you
And when you call me is it wrong or right
Thinking of all those many nights
But I hold myself in great esteem
If only in my own eyes dream
I wake alone to find you here
the effect of love no longer clear
Maybe it's the way that we control
Maybe its just my lack of soul
But if that's so I take my leave
Another bad dream I can weave
And when you read the morning news
I hope you look for all the clues
This is a story about an old space dog, who is much loved. (Above is the old Rockateer himself)
Paddy's Rocket
he wanted to look at the sky
So he bought some things like glue and strings
All the stuff that would make it fly
For a week and a day he labored
locked away in the garden shed
But he stopped long enough for meals and stuff
And occasionally going to bed
Then at last the big day came
And they gathered to wish him farewell
They packed him some lunch and he said thanks a bunch
I'll be back with some stories to tell
Well he flew way out in the stratosphere
He flew so far into space
But he got a sore tummy and was missing his mummy
And the tears where wet on his face
So paddy came home with his rocket
He was glad that he'd looked at the sky
But when all's said and done you cant beat your mum
No matter how hard a dog try's
On the 31st of August 2006 Paddy took his rocket for one last look at the sky.
Good luck Pads see you soon.
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