If your thinking of moving to the countryside there maybe something stirring in the wind. With nearby storage of waste materials, mucky, slurry dungy things may manifest. A pong in the wind may carry to your door from the nearby farms. You may have to call your home the Pongyrosa or Pongy Wind in the Willows. Poo, poo the idea to moving to rural parts?
This is todays stinky news phew.
Saturday, 24 January 2009
Obama calling Obama calling
Obama is calling on London in April for the G20 special summit.
Will Obama's coming be in time to save the world?
Is the world ready for Obama?
Will he have enough time to solve the world's problems?
At least we have and at last we have an American president of substance.
Hail to the man of destiny carrying the world's burdens on his shoulders.
Will Obama's coming be in time to save the world?
Is the world ready for Obama?
Will he have enough time to solve the world's problems?
At least we have and at last we have an American president of substance.
Hail to the man of destiny carrying the world's burdens on his shoulders.
Exterminate Exterminate
Toxteth born Chief Dalek John Scott Martin has passed away and gone to the land of Daleks . ( hopefully not)
Chief Dalek for 110 episodes he enjoyed the part because his identity was hidden.
Chief Dalek for 110 episodes he enjoyed the part because his identity was hidden.
Thursday, 22 January 2009
Vera's Poems
The following poems are by Vera Crossfield from Orrell Park Community Centre (to be read out by The Town Crier on the fifth Floor: Tate Liverpool)
THE GIRLS
We are a happy cheerful lot 'girls' of Orrell park
We meet each monday, ready for any lark,
We sit and talk, and laugh a lot, and put the world to wise
We listen tentatively to our speakers, that Margi organise
Our projects that we engaged in, of that there has been many.
Of outings in buses that sometimes don't cost us a penny.
With Helen and Lilian just ready to go
There is Stella and Eileen, Ann and Joan,
Vilma and Vera and we hardly ever moan
We are open house to one and all
Come and join us we have a ball
Mondays 1pm til 3pm
Orrell park Community Centre
Moss Lane
THE FUTURE OF YOUTH: WISE WORDS FROM AN OLD ONE
I have known pain
I have known sorrow
I have known loss
Of which there is no gain
These things will happen
Along your future life
As they did in mine
It is life's pattern
As your life will unfold
Build a good character
Live life to the full
In time like me you will be old
Go forth dear youth
Live, love and be ahppy
And before you can know it
You too will be long in the tooth!
ODE TO LIVERPOOL
By Carol Atkinson and Vera Crossfield
Once a thriving shipping port
Now more famous for its sport
Men grew rich through human trade
Slaves transported - fortunes made
Trading links brought untold wealth
Splendor bought with pain and stealth
As years ro9ll by and time oves on
Those trading links have long since gone
The docks fall into disarray
We learn the phrase urban decay,
As jobs are lost along wiht pride
Life seems bleak on Merseyside
But as sail through eighties gate
We hear the term regenerate
The Albert Dock restored inside
Houses built or gentrified
No longer desolate and forlorn
The City Centre is reborn
Now this city has new fame
The Capital of Culture name
A chance for growth and to create
Will culminate in year 08
The city's art is celebrated
Music, poets, actors, feted
But urban troubles still remain
The yobs that treat us with disdain
Graffitti, litter, theft with knives
Guns and violence blight our lives
Still Liverpool's spirit can't be broke
Nolonger always England's joke
The people full of fun and humour
Rise above the scorn and rumour
Always changing, vibrant and cool
The dynamic city of Liverpool!
THE GIRLS
We are a happy cheerful lot 'girls' of Orrell park
We meet each monday, ready for any lark,
We sit and talk, and laugh a lot, and put the world to wise
We listen tentatively to our speakers, that Margi organise
Our projects that we engaged in, of that there has been many.
Of outings in buses that sometimes don't cost us a penny.
With Helen and Lilian just ready to go
There is Stella and Eileen, Ann and Joan,
Vilma and Vera and we hardly ever moan
We are open house to one and all
Come and join us we have a ball
Mondays 1pm til 3pm
Orrell park Community Centre
Moss Lane
THE FUTURE OF YOUTH: WISE WORDS FROM AN OLD ONE
I have known pain
I have known sorrow
I have known loss
Of which there is no gain
These things will happen
Along your future life
As they did in mine
It is life's pattern
As your life will unfold
Build a good character
Live life to the full
In time like me you will be old
Go forth dear youth
Live, love and be ahppy
And before you can know it
You too will be long in the tooth!
ODE TO LIVERPOOL
By Carol Atkinson and Vera Crossfield
Once a thriving shipping port
Now more famous for its sport
Men grew rich through human trade
Slaves transported - fortunes made
Trading links brought untold wealth
Splendor bought with pain and stealth
As years ro9ll by and time oves on
Those trading links have long since gone
The docks fall into disarray
We learn the phrase urban decay,
As jobs are lost along wiht pride
Life seems bleak on Merseyside
But as sail through eighties gate
We hear the term regenerate
The Albert Dock restored inside
Houses built or gentrified
No longer desolate and forlorn
The City Centre is reborn
Now this city has new fame
The Capital of Culture name
A chance for growth and to create
Will culminate in year 08
The city's art is celebrated
Music, poets, actors, feted
But urban troubles still remain
The yobs that treat us with disdain
Graffitti, litter, theft with knives
Guns and violence blight our lives
Still Liverpool's spirit can't be broke
Nolonger always England's joke
The people full of fun and humour
Rise above the scorn and rumour
Always changing, vibrant and cool
The dynamic city of Liverpool!
Monday, 19 January 2009
House of ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZs
The House of Snores (Lords sleeping). Sleeping fishermen Rip Van Winklers. School Govenors Sleepy heads. Sleeping nutters pillow cases. Loud mouths sleeping wind bags.
Bed lambs ( sheep counting sheep) Cat naps. zzzzzz meow zzzzz meow. Dirty old man fourty winks. Bags under the eyes ( Specsaver shopping bags.) Sleepless in Liverpool Calm eiderdown, Not a lorra kip. Slumber Jack sleeping tree feller. Goodnight bed room suite dreams.
Bed lambs ( sheep counting sheep) Cat naps. zzzzzz meow zzzzz meow. Dirty old man fourty winks. Bags under the eyes ( Specsaver shopping bags.) Sleepless in Liverpool Calm eiderdown, Not a lorra kip. Slumber Jack sleeping tree feller. Goodnight bed room suite dreams.
Back Benchers, Front benchers?
Front benchers , back benchers. They sit and debate the same rhetoric. But if they sat on deck chairs debate seaside issues rising tides? Rocking horses gambling.? Armchairs arnaments.?
Couches potatoes.? Three piece sweets jelly babys, smarties, gob stoppers.? Stools pigeons.? Wicker chairs the environment.? Baby chairs growing up.? Rocking chairs old age. ?
Chair man and chair women. What about the chair children?
Couches potatoes.? Three piece sweets jelly babys, smarties, gob stoppers.? Stools pigeons.? Wicker chairs the environment.? Baby chairs growing up.? Rocking chairs old age. ?
Chair man and chair women. What about the chair children?
The Ice Age Goeth?
Glaciers disppearing. No more ice creams? Ice bound land masses melting. No ice for my tea? Rising sea levels must learn to swim and buy a good mop? Will there be a greener green land? Snow good worrying cuts no ice i already use less energy. I will move to South America where the sea levels are higher.
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