Monthly Archives: February 2007

The archer’s lament……………..

It’s not often you come across a song that encapsulates all aspects of your life, but I was pleased to find one…. I say find, it wasn’t me who actually found it…… that honour goes to Moonstruck but I thought I’d share…..

I am an archer without peer,
My arrows faithfully find their mark
But when I beckon a comely lass
She flies away like a skittish lark.

Oh, lonely shall I spend my days.
Never to find my true love.
Fighters always get the girls
And leave nothing for us but the crumbs.

My aim is true with a lady love
From twenty yards, my shaft hits the spot
While fighters flail ’round with hunks of steel
To compensate for what they’ve not got.

My skin is softer than purest silk
My body free of disfigurement.
So why do ladies near and far
Seek victims of dismemberment?

I’ve killed ten score of the bravest men
With arrows right between their eyes.
But let a swordsman come in the room
And all of the ladies will let out sighs.

My skill in archery is my life
But ladies fair I have never scored.
So I’ve put for sale my finest bow,
And bought a big bloody bastard sword.

by Yitzhak ibn Yoshua
filk: Greensleeves

A bit of fluff………

This pretty much describes the condition of my mind for yet again I’m back in Snodland, Kent.

I don’t know what it is about having to leave the house at 6.30am and not getting home till gone 6pm, but I do know that when I got home and had a lovely hot shower, it really was lovely.

I’m back there again tomorrow and probably the day after as well. Thankfully not Firday as I’m heading north to Edinburgh for the British University Team Championships. It’s a long drive I know but well worth it….. hopefully we’ll do better than last year (last).

If anyone wants a postcard let me know!!!

**Update**

I’m sure that T&E (and everyone else) will be glad to hear that I am now reacquired with my errant passport so I shall, among other things, be able to visit rain….

Sorry, sorry, I know I’m not supposed to be encouraging him…..

T&E, just so you know, I shall also be visiting Yip, Southern Belle and lbs…… and I had been planning this trip to visit them…. I’ve just added the (approx) one thousand nine hundred and ten mile detour to say ‘hi’ to rain cause it’s nice to…

Sorry, sorry, I know I’m not suppose…. etc, etc….

Cheers for your hopes guys!!!

Till I lose it again!!!

(o;

Don’t suppose anyone can help……???

I suspect that the answer is actually going to be no, you see I’ve sort of misplaced my passport….. which could be slightly problematic, what with my upcoming trip aboard.

There will be no doubt people who are not surprised that things have gone missing in my room, but in all fairness, important things I’m quite good at keeping hold at, simply because I always keep them on the same bit of shelf, or in the same box.

So I had no worries when I went to check it was there this evening. Afterall, I’d put it on the same bit of shelf with my savings book, car documents, cheque book and a couple of other bits and bobs that are dear unto me. And was it there???

Ummmmm, no.

That means that over the next couple of days I shlll have to begin a fingertip search of my room in the hopes that it’s there somewhere. Knowing my luck my mum will probably have spotted it and have put it with everyone’s elses!!!

Nope.

Oh well, I have a few days to dig around before it becomes too desperate!!!

Home is where the heart is……..

Those who pay attention to any new links that appear at the top, on the left there, might spot two new sites, which due to the fact that I am on the “writelog” page means I can’t see what they’re called again. But one was sent to me by Ece and other other I found as the first cleverly failed to have the three closest churches to my house.

Both of these are church finders which I’ve been told to use, mainly because I have yet to find myself somewhere. If you’re wondering why I’ve been told to use them, it might have something about the fact that I spent a several weeks bugging Ece about finding herself a church when she moved home.

What goes around, comes around.

Thing is, I don’t feel settled here. These last six months have been the longest I’ve spent at home for the last nine and a half years. Though I live here and this is my home, this is not where my heart is. It is not where I wish to be.

So I ask the question, why try to find a pernament church when I know it won’t be pernament.

Of course, that leads nicely onto the next question of where I’d like to be……. ummm…… yes….

I don’t know.

Not very helpful I realise, but as of yet I have very little to tie me down. There is something in me that just wants to know what’s around that next corner. Over the next hill. There was a tv programme on when I was a child called The Littlest Hobo (the ’79-’85 series) which was about a stray german shepherd who travelled from town-to-town helping people. I can’t remember any of the episodes per say, but the themesong has stuck in my memory and I do sing it to myself quite often…. under my breath you understand…..

Maybe Tomorrow

There’s a voice that keeps on calling me
Down the road is where I’ll always be

Every stop I make, I’ll make a new friend
Can’t stay for long, just turn around and I’m gone again.

Maybe tomorrow, I’ll want settle down,
Until tomorrow, I’ll just keep moving on.

Down this road, that never seems to end,
Where new adventure, lies just around the bend.

So if you want to join me for a while
Just grab your hat, come travel light – that’s hobo style.

Maybe tomorrow, I’ll want settle down,
Until tomorrow, the whole world is my home.

So if you want to join me for a while
Just grab your hat, come travel light
That’s hobo style.

Maybe tomorrow, I’ll want settle down,
Until tomorrow, I’ll just keep moving on.

Instrumental Bridge

Maybe tomorrow, I’ll want settle down,
Until tomorrow, I’ll just keep moving on.

There’s a world, that’s waiting to unfold,
A brand new tale, no one has ever told,

We’ve journey’d far but, you know it won’t be long,
We’re almost there and we’ve paid our fare, with the hobo song.

Maybe tomorrow, I’ll want settle down,
Until tomorrow, I’ll just keep moving on.

So if you want to join me for a while
Just grab your hat, come travel light – that’s hobo style.

Maybe tomorrow, I’ll find what I call home
Until tomorrow, you know I’m free to roam.

Terry Bush and John Crossen

Tory boy…..

First I shall point out that the constituency that I live in is so Conservative it really won’t matter which way I would vote. Over fifty percent of the vote and a majority of over ten thousand I suspect that my MP is fairly safe in his seat.

This is my breakdown of the British Political Parties…….and my thoughts on them.

Labour – the current Government, if I wanted a corupt, inept (apart from J.Prescot, he’s great at playing the oaf) party I’d have the Tories, as that’s what they’re supposed to be!!!!

Lib Dem – the “third” party. Any party that has someone on campus saying that they’ll legalise canabis deserves to stay in third party place. Possibly lower. And to be beaten with a baseball bat – I am very hard-line on drugs. Grrr…. (I would be tempted back if Charlie-boy was running the show)

Fringe parties*
Plaid – The Welsh Party, I suspect that they don’t campain out here,
SNP – The Scotish National Party, as above, but in Scotland.
The Beanie Party – with Captain Beanie in charge……
The Monster Raving Loonie Party – actually, I think these guys are defunt……

Extreme Fringe Parties
The Greens – they would be in the above categorie, but I don’t like them.
BNP/Veritas/UKIP – various far Right parties…. scum.
Respect – like above, but to the Left.

This is turn leaves only the Conservative Party to get my vote. Which is scary…… shame William Hauge isn’t in charge anymore…..

This is a list of all parties registered by the Electorial Commision

* – I would have included Sinn Fein and the Ulster parties, but I don’t know if they’d like being refered to as ‘Fringe Parties’ and I don’t really want to annoy those people!!!

Hold the front page…….

As I settled down to read my paper this lunchtime I wasn’t too surprised to find a photo of the esteemed Leader of the Opposition, David Cameron, on the front page, ‘wonder what’s he done now,’ I thought…..

The photo is one of David and his family leaving the church they attend in his constituency of Witney, Oxfordshire. Did something extraordinary happen there or something….???

Nope.

It seems that Dave is also a regular church-goer at his Kensington home in West London. That surely isn’t surprising now is it?? Ahhhh…. he is wanting to send his daughter to the CoE primary school that’s associated with that church, instead of any of the other primary schools in the area.

The paper is quite careful to make it clear that it’s not suggesting that Dave is going to church to guarentee his child a place in the school, though it does say that he’ll have to becareful incase his regular church going makes people think this is the case….

If you think I’m about to make such an accusation, I’m not…. partly because I dont fancy getting in libel trouble, and partly I came to the horrifing conclusion last night that if there was a snap election I’d propbly vote Conservative……

What has happened to me……!?!?!?!

A no-score draw……

People reading over at Cartoon Blog will have a rough idea that there’s been something going on in the upper echelons of the worldwide Anglican Church. It bsically comes down to the fact of how much should the Episcopal Church of the US and the Canadian Anglican Churches be told off for their actions (reguarding the homosexual question).

The more conservative elements of the Communion would like the two Churches to be severly told off and punished and if not the more conservative churches are threatening to leave themselves.

The Episcopal Church of the US and the Canadian Anglican Church are both folding their arms and saying that they have done nothing wrong.

The rest of the Churches are trying very hard to stop a big split happening in the Anglican Communion, mainly by stalling for time and hoping that hot heads have time to cool down a little bit.

However a story in the news papers a couple of days ago did make me wonder……”Churches to Unite Under Pope” the reason being is that a year or two ago there was another story about a possible Methodist/Anglican reunion and I thought it was very funny because you can’t imagine a direct link between the Roman Catholic and Methodist Churches.

What was interesting is the fact that it is almost possible to spilt the Anglican Church in two, with one half being happier to join the Methodists and the other happier to join the R.Catholics*.

If such a thing were to happen I was wondering who would get what?? Not only in the case of staplers and kettles but churches, cathedrals and the Queen (she is Defender of Our Faith afterall)?? If there isn’t a cartoon in that I would be very surprised!!!

Of course, there would probably be a small group of people who’d want to stay as Anglicans. What they would do with several thousand churches, cathedrals and kettles is anyone’s guess….

* – no, I’m not going to tell you which way I’d jump. d:

Sleepy time……

I think tonight I will have an early night.

Last night I was up till 3am downloading photos onto Flickr (why does it allow you to upload only 6 photos at a time???) and then up three hours later to head to Twickenham/Richmod area to work on the A316. I was grumbling on my trip in as to why a thirty mile journey, along mainly roads where the speed limit is either seventy or forty miles per hour, takes well over an hour.

Unfortunally the answer is very easy, the roads simply aren’t able to cope with the amount of traffic that needs to use them.

I’m sure that there are people who might suggest that public transport might be a possible solution. I look down on these people who have obviously never tried to use public transport to travel Londonwards in the morning rush hour.

I have had to travel into London on the train on numerous occasions during the morning rush-hour. Even thought we aer only the fourth station from the start of the line by the time our twelve carriage train arrives at my station it is already standing room only. We are not the last stop before London either. There are two bigger stops still that pack even more people in. I suspect that the reason that there are no more stops after Woking is simply because you couldn’t put any more people on the train if you wanted to.

There are people who will spend hundreds of pounds on a season ticket and never get a seat on their train (unless you go first class).

But I was talking about today…….

Coming back I thought wouldn’t be too bad… till I got stuck in a traffic-jam for an hour on the M3 due to a lorry fire…..

Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!

I would almost be tempted to move to London to lose some of the commute (though Rolo took twenty mins to travel the four miles from his house this morning) and have the right to try and vote bloody Ken out of office.