When you run so fast to get somewhere,
You miss half the fun of getting there. When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift .
- Then he says they’ve just recorded two more songs when, a few weeks ago, he’d pronounced the album finished.
- A kind
and gentle heart he had,To
comfort friends and foes;The naked every day he clad,When
he put on his clothes. - Blondie’s contemporaries and even supporters like Punk magazine openly scoffed and even became hostile at what they called “selling out” to disco.
- His best known work, written in 1864, was Lilliput Levee, a book of verse for
children with illustrations by Millais and Pinwell. - The earliest incarnation of Blondie appeared after Debbie broke away with the musicians and added two blonde singers called Julie and Jacky, settling on the new name after two-gigs as Angel & The Snake.
- Around the time this
photograph was taken, Harry Camp lived in No. 38, which is now Forge Cottage
and Swan Cottage was his forge and blacksmith’s shop.
This
poem was written by a terminally ill young girl whose only wish was to tell
everyone to live their life to the fullest, since she never will. I look and see it there, shrinking, shrinking,
I look back at it amid the rain
For the very last time; for my sand is sinking,
And I shall traverse old love’s domain
Never again. I recently heard that David, the husband of my good friend Anthea – we met some 60 years ago on a residential secretarial course in Eastbourne – had died following years of poor health. I have admired the way that in spite of health problems, cheerfully they have never let them curtail their lifestyle, enjoying life to the full.
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Eye strike a key and type a word
And weight four it two say,
Weather eye am wrong oar write
It shows me strait a weigh. As soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee fore two long,
And eye can put the error rite
Its rare lea ever wrong. Eye have run this poem threw it
I am shore your pleased to no,
Its letter perfect awl the weigh
My checker tolled me sew. Well yes there can, and rather than give meaningless replies
Give us the facts, we’d like brass tacks – evasion sounds like lies. So in the end I gave my vote, a little box I ticked,
But as events unfolded, I wondered what I’d picked. While politicians argue, and as confusion grows
We might begin to wonder if anybody knows.
Is it the gardens that come to life each and every spring,
With the beautiful flowers and colours they bring? Or is it the people, like you and me
Who ensure it’s special for all to see? A real mix of folk, young and old;
True Devonians and ‘Blow-ins,’ or so I am told. We may be a mixture, who’ve come from lots of different places
Different backgrounds, different races. But we all love this village, this very special place,
And are really very proud to call it our base. As October nights draw in,
Reach for the firelighters; seek warmth from within.
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- Other regulars included Robert Fripp, David Byrne, The Clash, B-52’s and their old friend Jeffrey Lee Pierce.
- The
20th child of Jeremiah Lear, a London Stockbroker, and his wife Ann, Lear grew
up to be a prolific writer as well as a talented artist of landscapes and birds
and gave drawing lessons to Queen Victoria. - We live in the country and it was the height
of the blitz. - She pressed Control and Enter
And disappeared from view. - She has been writing since her teens, mostly in the form of short stories, older children’s pony fiction and humorous rural verse.
Over Christmas I either saw or heard from many Sunday School children, past and present, which was lovely. Admired
by fellow poet Ted Hughes and widely regarded as the best religious poet of his
time – although his work covered a wide range of themes – Thomas died in 2000
at the age of 87. In the lawn’s mirror, Having looked up
From the day’s chores, pause a minute. Let the mind take its photograph
Of the bright scene, something to wear
Against the heart in the long cold. For some of the single ukrainian girls time
It was bright with
Momentarily encouraging
Flashes of latent sunlight. Between the acres of the rye,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
Those pretty country folks would lie,
In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding;
Sweet lovers love the spring. Red o’er the forest peers the setting sun;
The line of yellow light dies fast away
That crown’d the eastern copse; and chill and dun
Falls on the moor the brief November day.
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William Brighty Rands, who sometimes wrote under the pseudonyms
Henry Holbeach and Matthew Browne, was known as the ‘laureate of the nursery’. His best known work, written in 1864, was Lilliput Levee, a book of verse for
children with illustrations by Millais and Pinwell. This was followed by
Lilliput Lectures [1871] and Lilliput Legends [1872].
Had that not happened, school students
over the years might not find that their course prescribed reading The Vicar of
Wakefield or play-lovers enjoy the absurdities of She Stoops to Conquer. The daylight was dawning, right radiant the morn
When Arscott of Tetcott he winded his horn;
He blew such a flourish, so loud in the hall,
The rafters resounded, and danced to the call. When I come to the end of the
road and the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free! Miss me a little, but not too long,
and not with your head bowed low. Remember the love that we once
shared, miss me but let me go. For this journey we all must take,
and each must go alone.
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Ordained
in 1936, he was a Vicar in the Church
of Wales until his
retirement in 1978. Born
to non-Welsh speaking parents, his passion was the Welsh language. He did not, however, learn to speak it
himself until he was 30, although his poetry – more than 1500 poems – were
written in English.
The window is starless still; the clock ticks,
The page is printed. But
you’ll know that I wish you sincerely,The best
for the season ahead,As I
pull on my old woollen bonnetAnd
retire, in the cold, to my bed.
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Blondie HQ became a squalid former doll factory situated above a liquor store a few blocks from CBGB. Elda’s boyfriend was outrageous former Warhol movie star Eric Emerson, now fronting a band called The Magic Tramps, who also played at the Mercer. Born in Brooklyn on 5 January 1950, the son of politically radical and artistic parents, he had been involved in the mid-60s Greenwich Village folk scene, before spending 1967’s Summer Of Love on LSD in San Francisco. After suffering a breakdown, Stein spent several months in an insane asylum, before emerging to study photography at New York’s School Of Visual Arts. Supported by major governmental and professional organisations around the world (view), GradLink is the UK’s free, award-winning graduate recruitment service for overseas employers. This website is using a security service to protect itself from online attacks.
The song was also released in a Spanish version called Llamame on legendary disco label Salsoul (originally intended for the Mexican market, now one of the more unusual Blondie collectables, fetching around £30). The album’s first single, Picture This, was a beautifully-honed slice of mid-tempo Blondie pop, assisted to reach No. 12 by Top of The Pops and a yellow vinyl pressing. Original copies featuring In The Sun on the B-side have fetched four figures on e-Bay. While Blondie relentlessly rehearsed, Debbie worked as a waitress at White’s pub, near Wall Street, where she met the fearsome Anya Phillips, who would become her best friend and a big influence on her clothes and image.
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These relationships led to two of Blondie’s biggest songs. “It’s more pointed than the last one and there’s a lot of weird stuff, but I really think this is the most solid album of this period. I wasn’t into full-on writing and production mode when I was working on those, because the kids were still stabilising themselves. It took me a while to get back into the momentum, but I feel really productive now and worked much harder on this. The past-referencing continued with a cover of the Shangri-Las’ Out in The Streets (first heard on the 1975 demos) and when the album’s first single, a quintessential Blondie pop classic written by Jimmy Destri called Maria, shot to No. 1.
Giger to design the sleeve, depicting her face impaled by acupuncture needles, symbolically skewering her public image and getting banned by London Transport in the process. Giger also directed striking but little seen videos (now on YouTube) for first single, Backfired, and Now I Know You Know, where Chic bow to their unmatchable majestic balladry and Debbie gives one of her finest ever vocal performances. Then he says they’ve just recorded two more songs when, a few weeks ago, he’d pronounced the album finished. 35 years since Chris and Debbie started Blondie, they’re straining at the creative leash again, while new generations continue to discover one of music’s most timeless catalogues.
He was ordained as a clergyman in the Church of Wales in 1936, a position he held until
his retirement in 1978. And therefore take the present time,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino;
For love is crowned with the prime
In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding;
Sweet lovers love the spring. Through Whitstone, and Poundstock, St. Genny’s they run,
Like a fire-ball, red, in the sea set the sun. Then out on Penkenner-a leap, and they go,
Full five hundred feet to the ocean below. “Hark, Vulcan!” said Arscott, “The best of good hounds!
Heigh Venus!” he shouted, “How nimbly she bounds!
And nothing re-echoes so sweet in the valley,
As the music of Rattler, of Fill-pot, and Rally.” In our village there are a surprising number of ex-military
wives whose husbands were in the Army, Navy or RAF, and most of us were
involved in this life during the years between 1960 and 1990. He read us some rhymes which covered the times
Of men’s beards – old, middle and new,
Beat drums of all sorts, with Samurai swords
And first read his Cliff Richard too.