charles baudelaire, mathew arnold, and my good self

I've recently been reading some poetry by Charles Baudelaire (The Flowers of Evil / Les Fleurs Du Mal) and Mathew Arnold (Selected poems, but mainly 'The Scholar Gypsy'), and of course this inspired me to put fingers to keyboard, and produce something myself.Hence the semi autobiographical self pitying effort below.I'm still not 100% happy with it, but l've been messing around with it on and off for a week or so, and it's starting to get on my nerves, so this is as good as it's going to get for now.

Enjoy!

Life
Dec 2013

I once set off with inflated lungs
The master of the planet pale
Knowing every song that’s sung
And thankful for a glass of ale

The air was calm and the water clear
And full of hope l led the way
The mirrored surface held no fear
And the sun embraced me every day

But searching for my lovers eyes
I ache and struggle to set my sail
Fearful of the lowering skies
And hiding from the howling gale

I pine for sleep, l crave for rest
And still the howling winds do wail
If there is a God, this must be a test
I cower beneath the shadows veil 

I feel the anguish within me rise
Captured under a ceiling of mist
My body and soul crave for a caress
And I’m pining for a lovers kiss

The frothing waters tell no lies
I’m lost at sea and in distress
So I must free myself from all these ties
And find myself a place to rest

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the state of the colburn lodge at the moment

Obviously l could not have taken these pictures myself, as it would have been trespassing and illegal, and l would never break the law of the land.  However, as they have somehow arrived in my possession, it would be amiss of me not to post them up for all to see.
The Colburn Lodge, a favourite old drinking establishment of mine in Catterick, as it was a couple of days ago.
The talk is that it is going to be re-furbished, re-opened and selling meat, but also have some kind of eating place within.
No doubt we will find out soon, but it is a shame that it is no longer going to be used as a pub, as many a cracking night has been had within those walls, especially when 60 Squadron used to be based over the road from it.
Trust me, it could be as mad as Mad Jack McMad himself (but in a good way!).

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the youngsters and christmas drinks at my sisters house

 

Adam and Hayley

Kelly and Connor

I was around at my sisters house a couple of evenings ago, dropping of the usual money and books for Christmas, and ended up staying there for about six hours, drinking plenty of spirits, eating cheese, and chatting with Linda, Shane and the youngsters above.  I even came away with some book recommendations from them ('I am Pilgrim' and 'Soldaten'), although it's hard to believe that Hayley will be 21 and finishing University next year, and Kelly will be 18 and starting.
They both still look about 12 to me, and the time has flown on by (in the blink of an eye!) since they were both young sprogs.

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george best - hard tackles and dirty baths (with harry harris)

Harry Harris may be considered a top football journalist / biographer (or at least a prolific one), but he certainly doesn't check all of his facts (or his minions and accomplices don't).
I have just been leafing through George Best's 'Hard Tackles and Dirty Baths', ghost written by Harris, and one glaring error leaps out straight away.
The 1967/68 season was a momentous one for Best, and probably his most productive, as he ended the season with personal awards such as Footballer of the year, as well as helping win the European Cup at Wembley with Manchester United, beating Benfica 4-1 in the final (and scoring United's second goal in extra time).
However, according to Best and Harris, the season was also memorable for the first game of the season, the Charity Shield game at Wembley that ended in a 3-3 draw with Tottenham Hotspur, as the Spurs goalkeeper, Pat Jennings, scored from a kick upfield, the Wembley games bookended the season, and the game was the first to be shown in colour by the BBC on some transmitters. As they state in the book, who could forget that?
The trouble is, the game was not played at Wembley, but at Old Trafford, Manchester, as l still have the programme and remember it well (better than Best and Harris anyway).
Things like this really piss me off, as the book will no doubt be quoted to me when l am arguing about the game in the future, with a 'So you think you know more about it than Harris and even Best himself' thrown in for good measure.
On this kind of evidence, l'm afraid l most definitely do.



The goals from the game on youtube, which are certainly not from Wembley.

The programme for the game

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clubbed to death / furious angels

This is one of my favourite moments from a film, as the 'Furious Angels' music (by Rob Dougan) is so atmospheric, and fits the (slightly dragged out) scene perfectly.
From 'Clubbed To Death', a French film from a few years back about a couple of heroin addicts, and the music has since been used (not clubbed) to death in other films, on TV, and in commercials.  Dougan must have made a fortune from it, but if so, he deserves all he got, as the song is a masterpiece.

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out and about in december

Christmas is over and l am now looking forward to the New bleeding year.  Meanwhile, I've been about and about in December, hence some of the photographs above.  More trips to the dentist, meals out in Catterick Village, and visits to pubs in Newcastle, Darlington, Middlesbrough and locally.
I've just finished work for a few days, missed my link up with the FPO, and Mr Parrot is still hugely entertaining.
Time to crack on with what l laughingly know as reality, and yes, that is Shaun Ryder in the bottom picture.

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gote cover version - somebody that l used to know

Somebody that l used to know by Gote
I love the song, but this performance confuses me slightly (like life itself)

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to russia with love dolls

As a way to raise awareness of Russia's anti gay policy, seven sets of Russian dolls featuring prominent gay British icons have been produced by Mother London.  A couple of sets are being sent to the Russian agency and The Kremlin, while the rest can be bid on between the 13th and 22nd of December at www.torussiawithlove.co.uk..
They feature Elton John, Stephen Fry, George Michael, Graham Norton, and poor old Tom Daley, who has only just come out, and now has the indignity of being inside Graham Norton, who in turn will be inside George Michael, who will be inside.... (and so on).  It could be a tight squeeze.
I bet Daley never expected this to happen when he confessed his sexual leanings, but if l was him (or any of the featured icons), l'd still want a set of these.

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roberto schmidt's view on the selfie at the nelson mandela memorial

While l have Nelson Mandela's memorial service on my mind (because of my last post), there is an interesting article by Roberto Schimdt (here), about how the photograph he took of Barack Obama, David Cameron, and the Danish Prime Minister Helle Thorning Schmidt taking a 'Selfie' at Mandela's memorial service in Soweto, has been used to castigate the leaders, making them out to be childish and behaving inappropriately at a memorial service.
Much as l am loath to defend David Cameron in any way, shape or form, the photographer explains how it was a long service (about 4 hours), but more importantly, it was a joyous, party atmosphere, with people celebrating Mandela's life, and not a solemn occasion where the actions would have been in bad taste.
As Schmidt (the photographer, not the minister) points out, it shows how images can sometimes be misinterpreted without knowledge of the background or preceding events. More of his photographs from that day are below.
I still hate Cameron though.

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the nelson mandela signing and claire kosch showing how it's done

This will probably be all over the place soon, but after the disastrous / hilarious episode that was the so called sign language interpreter at Nelson Mandela's memorial (above), here's a clip that will bring a tear to your eye.
When the children are all singing and making generic movements to a Christmas song, Claire Koch, a five year old little girl who has deaf parents, decides to sign American Sign Language so that they can be included, and becomes more animated as she does so.
As for the Mandela chappie, l could have done a better job, and my sign language leaves a lot to be desired.
However, it must have been like being in a bad dream, where you are suddenly pushed on stage in front of the world, and asked to do something that is beyond your capabilities.  I bet he kept pinching himself, hoping he was going to wake up at any moment.
He still produced some good bluffing with a straight face, though Claire Bosch should get the call next time.



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ian dury artworks and lady docker

Ever wondered what Ian Dury's artwork was like back in the days before he became a Rock and Roll star?
If you haven't, l certainly have, and some of the results from his time at the Royal College of Art are above.
If you want more information about them, go here.
Also, if you have never heard of Lady Docker, who is featured in one of the paintings, she was Nora Royce Turner, a real character from Derby, who kept marrying into wealth (lastly to Bernard Docker), and who remained down to earth while simultaneously blowing excessive amounts of money.  A difficult task for anybody, but one l would dearly like to attempt. Amongst her adventures and exploits, she was a marbles champion (probably  fixed), was banned from Monaco, and famously stated of the people of Jersey  "They are the most frightfully boring, dreadful people that have ever been born".  This was said after she had moved there.  Sadly, her name now means about the same as 'Lady Muck', a woman with too high aspirations or pretensions, but back in the day, she was one of a kind.

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