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Post by maddogfagin on Oct 23, 2017 8:10:33 GMT
There's a coast road that winds To heaven's door Where a fat ferry floats On muted diesel roar. The Calmac ferry Loch Fyne loading cars at Kyle of Lochalsh before departure for Kyleakin on Skye. Photo taken in the 1990's before the Skye bridge was built.
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Post by steelmonkey on Oct 23, 2017 18:50:44 GMT
Oh, that's the fat ferry...I must admit, I was very surprised to hear Ian making fun of overweight gay men.
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Post by maddogfagin on Oct 28, 2017 7:51:35 GMT
Fresh start, another day, another life not so far away in slow-burn suburbia. All routine and repetition, stamp-collecting, first editions, steam train-spotting. Numb, the senses and numb, the brain, at 54 Mulberry Lane.
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Post by steelmonkey on Oct 28, 2017 17:12:05 GMT
Mulberry Lane is everywhere! I live on Elm Street. Brilliant song, brilliant lyrics.
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Post by JTull 007 on Oct 28, 2017 17:28:43 GMT
Mulberry Lane is everywhere! I live on Elm Street. Brilliant song, brilliant lyrics. Well said Bernie !!!
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Post by maddogfagin on Oct 30, 2017 14:34:18 GMT
Well, I saw a bird today I looked aside and walked away Along the Strand.
Strand (or the Strand) is a major thoroughfare in the City of Westminster, Central London. It runs just over 3⁄4 mile (1,200 m) from Trafalgar Square eastwards to Temple Bar, where the road becomes Fleet Street inside the City of London, and is part of the A4, a main road running west from inner London.
Opposite the exit of King's College courtyard is St. Mary-le-Strand Church, built in the early 18th century, seen here with the spire of St. Clement Danes Church beyond it in the distance. Both of these churches stand in the middle of the Strand with traffic flowing either side. Almost the same view of the Strand but photographed in 1900
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Post by maddogfagin on Nov 5, 2017 8:44:11 GMT
To far Alaska, down to Rio in the Carnival Norwegian fjords in the ever-light of Solstice call
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Post by maddogfagin on Nov 8, 2017 9:01:42 GMT
Education, micro-managed. MBA: a doddle mastered. City-bound, Canary Wharf. A cushy number, fluky bastard. Banker bets and banker wins, never missed yet, for all his sins.
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Post by maddogfagin on Nov 12, 2017 8:42:39 GMT
A new dawn glimmers. Time for a change of horses. It's time to chart new courses And head for safer houses. No more empty towers of this unholy Babylon. Some four hundred thousand hours have come and gone.
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Post by steelmonkey on Nov 14, 2017 22:27:18 GMT
That's the obvious venue for Forum meet up !!!
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Post by maddogfagin on Nov 15, 2017 14:49:37 GMT
That's the obvious venue for Forum meet up !!! Please bring your own chariot - "First Amorite Babylonian Dynasty" t shirts on sale at the merch stall, price 5 tetrobols
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Post by steelmonkey on Nov 15, 2017 18:16:49 GMT
I'm already feeling rather resolute and optimistic.
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Post by maddogfagin on Nov 16, 2017 8:52:51 GMT
Two whales in the ocean, Cruising the night Search for each other Before we turn out their light.
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Post by maddogfagin on Nov 18, 2017 8:46:09 GMT
The brash North wind strikes Upon the isle of Lindisfarne I offer searching souls the wisdom of my years These lessons writ in book of ages holy, past The agony, the righteous path to Steer between the waves The dark abyss, tied to the mast
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Post by maddogfagin on Nov 20, 2017 14:40:24 GMT
Camden Market in the winter, A cold stone's throw from Kentish Town. Got a minute? Just the ticket! Meet the boys and mess around.
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Post by bunkerfan on Nov 20, 2017 15:44:54 GMT
I'm loving this Tull Geography thread.
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Post by maddogfagin on Nov 21, 2017 8:53:48 GMT
I'm loving this Tull Geography thread. Thanks John. For your good self and all members and other interested parties, this is for you "More tea Vicar ?" The bloody Church of England In chains of history Requests your earthly presence at The vicarage for tea.
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Post by JTull 007 on Nov 22, 2017 2:22:22 GMT
I'm loving this Tull Geography thread. Thanks John. For your good self and all members and other interested parties, this is for you "More tea Vicar ?" The bloody Church of England In chains of history Requests your earthly presence at The vicarage for tea. These lyrics mean more to me every day. Thanks for this image Graham! I suppose we all can interpret own own ideas about religion, but to me this is about separation of church & state.
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Post by maddogfagin on Nov 22, 2017 9:09:20 GMT
Back across the Doggerland, Costa villa overkill. Warm farmhouses in Tuscany challenge Winter’s will. We pensionable, geriatric, sun-creased wrinklies long for this earth, this realm, this England, a burial ground to fill. Tuscany
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Post by maddogfagin on Nov 24, 2017 8:54:06 GMT
In the dark of the city backwoods, Something stirs then slips away Law and order in darkest Knightsbridge. Crime and punishment at play
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Post by maddogfagin on Nov 25, 2017 8:34:12 GMT
And a foreign student said to me Was it really true there are elephants and lions too in Piccadilly Circus?
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Post by maddogfagin on Nov 27, 2017 8:57:18 GMT
And as you join the Good Ship Earth, and you mingle with the dust You'd better leave your underpants with someone you can trust. And when the Old Man with the telescope cuts the final strand You'd better lick two fingers clean, before you shake his hand.
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Post by nonrabbit on Nov 29, 2017 8:28:39 GMT
Dunfermlinei65.images obliterated by tinypic/2aexzjp.jpg[/IMG] Fascinating and insightful BFI video of Ian's birthplace - Dunfermline, and also the birthplace of Andrew Carnegie. ' Kay Mander's government-sponsored film about the planning for Dunfermline’s post-war reconstruction, while originally intended for a specialist audience of architects and planners, is a fascinating record of the idealism of mid-20th-century town planning.' A bit slow in places however it's worth plodding on for rare glimpses into the area and time that Ian was born. Although he left very young, it shows the area and lifestyle of his parents and elder siblings. Ian's father ran the RSA Boiler Fuel Company and I believe it's featured in the video - I will clarify when I'm next in Dunfermline. player.bfi.org.uk/free/film/watch-plan-to-work-on-1948-online
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Post by steelmonkey on Nov 30, 2017 0:25:47 GMT
Somehow Andrew Carnegie was hated by a latter day Rodney Richpig industrialist zillionaire named, I think, Samuel Mudd...and he went around to colleges all over the East and Midwest and gave them millions to close Carnegie Libraries and open Mudd libraries...so all over college campuses there are Mudd Libraries and the newly purposed buildings that used to be Carnegie Library. Strange but true.
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Post by maddogfagin on Dec 1, 2017 8:59:05 GMT
Death grinning like a scarecrow, Flying Dutchman Seagull pilots flown from nowhere, try and touch one As she slips in on the full tide And the harbour-master yells All hands vanished with the captain No one left, the tale to tell
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Post by maddogfagin on Dec 3, 2017 8:45:34 GMT
Angles, Saxons, Danes and Normans, on the whole, a curve of learning. Alfie, great in spirit, battle, on Somerset Levels left cakes a-burning.
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Post by bassackwards on Dec 3, 2017 21:34:22 GMT
Angles, Saxons, Danes and Normans, on the whole, a curve of learning. Alfie, great in spirit, battle, on Somerset Levels left cakes a-burning.
hey Maddock, these are my favorite lines to sing these last couple of years. And I love to sing them in sort of a bugs bunny voice.
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Post by maddogfagin on Dec 4, 2017 7:53:47 GMT
Angles, Saxons, Danes and Normans, on the whole, a curve of learning. Alfie, great in spirit, battle, on Somerset Levels left cakes a-burning.
hey Maddock, these are my favorite lines to sing these last couple of years. And I love to sing them in sort of a bugs bunny voice. It's almost a mini history lesson about early pre Norman times.
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Post by maddogfagin on Dec 5, 2017 8:14:20 GMT
Come with me to the Winged Isle Northern father's western child. Where the dance of ages is playing still Through far marches of acres wild.
The name ‘Skye’ is probably from the Norse words Ski (cloud) and Ey (island). In Gaelic it is normally referred to as An t-Eilean Sgitheanach, which translates as The Winged Isle - from the wing-like shape formed by the two northern peninsulas of Waternish and Trotternish.
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Post by maddogfagin on Dec 7, 2017 8:50:09 GMT
We travellers on the endless wastes In single orbits gliding Cold-eyed march towards the dawn Behind hard-weather hoods a-hiding Meeting as the tall ships do, passing in the channel Afraid to chance a gentle touch Afraid to make the clasp
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