HALLOWEEN PUMPKIN

[Michael Alexander]

feel like a pumpkin on the braai today!   

[georgswa (Georg Ruf) (RIP)]

Daddy G - will you clean my house as well 

That depends what you got to offer in return, will you sing me some irish songs ???? That would be fine then
Or do you play the tin whistle, play the the" Last Rose" for me !!!!

When shall i come over ???

[DUNJA WRBKA]

Yikes that must be a weird feeling eh Mike ?     

[Diana Rudd (Boehme)]

Yip must make him feel HOT and YOUNG again.
So......did you win, did you, did you??

[DUNJA WRBKA]

   The judge went home early on Friday    and said that she will give us the results on Mon.  I won't be at work on Monday so I guess I will find out on Tuesday..... 

[Michael Alexander]

I Doth protest.;..... Rhona and Stennie will know this:


"Oh how do you do, young Willie McBride?
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside,
And rest for a while in the warm summer sun?
I've been walking all day, and I'm nearly done.
And I see by your gravestone you were only nineteen
When you joined the great fallen in Nineteen-Sixteen.
Well I hoped you died quick, and I hoped you died clean,
Or Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene?

Did they beat the drums slowly,
Did they play the fife lowly,
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play the last post in chorus,
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest?

And Did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind?
In some loyal heart, is your memory enshrined?
And though you died back in Nineteen-Sixteen,
To that loyal heart you're forever nineteen,
Or are you a stranger without even a name,
Forever enshrined behind some old glass pane,
In an old photograph torn and tattered and stained,
And fading to yellow in a brown leather frame

Did they beat the drums slowly,
Did they play the fife lowly,
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play the last post in chorus,
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest?

The sun's shining down on these green fields of France,
The warm wind blows gently and the red poppies dance.
The trenches have vanished long under the plow,
No gas, no barbed wire; no guns firing now!
But here in this graveyard, that's still no mans land,
The countless white crosses in mute witness stand,
To a man's blind indifference to his fellow man,
And a whole generation were butchered and damned

Did they beat the drums slowly,
Did they play the fife lowly,
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play the last post and chorus,
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest?

And I can't help but wonder oh Willie McBride,
Do all those that lie here know why they died,
Did you really believe them when they told you the cause,
Did you really believe that this war would end wars?
Well the suffring', the sorrow, the glory, the shame,
The killing and dying it was all done in vain.
Oh Willie McBride, it all happened again,
And again and again and again and again!

Did they beat the drums slowly,
Did they play the fife lowly,
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play the last post in chorus,
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest?"


...did the band play the last chorus........"says I"

[georgswa (Georg Ruf) (RIP)]

Here what mike is talking about

One of many cemetries in the area of verdun

[Michael Alexander]

Poppies 4 ever.... "sad stuff! .... but the truth!"

The war to end all wars!

like F*&k!

[georgswa (Georg Ruf) (RIP)]

You´re right Mike very sad

Come to think of, the soldiers on both sides,

german french english, stopped fighting, they had enough of the nonsense

but the generals forced them to go on with the threat of executions which have also taken place.....

Feel like puking knowing the stories behind it..... Still very fresh in my mind after visiting some few weeks back

[Michael Alexander]

Nothing but a war over politicians and political pride..... 

[Rhona]

''The Green Fields of France'' by The Furey brothers.............I sang it all the way through - I love that song! Always good during a lock-in 

[Michael Alexander]

Just going through those words again! Quite powerfull stuff

[Rhona]

The irish sing it with an odd word different but with a whole lot of feeling..............eyes closed and away you go  banjo

[Michael Alexander]

I was thinkin' more o' the Scottish version by the Corries!

[Rhona]

Get out if it - Blerrie Scottish stealing our songs........