Monthly Archives: September 2003

video nasty

Our video decided to break yesterday, taking with it the tape of Neighbours episode 4292 which was about as tear-jerking as soaps get. I’d wanted to keep the episode on tape to watch again at my leisure, at least I got to see it ‘in real time’ I suppose.

I know, it’s only a soap. Rhys has gone out to buy a new video though.

At least it wasn’t Drew and Libby’s wedding.

(any anti-Neighbours comments will be deleted)

An oft quoted line…

… Always wondered where it came from:

WE are the music-makers,

And we are the dreamers of dreams,

Wandering by lone sea-breakers,

And sitting by desolate streams;

World-losers and world-forsakers,

On whom the pale moon gleams:

Yet we are the movers and shakers

Of the world for ever, it seems.

With wonderful deathless ditties

We build up the world’s great cities,

And out of a fabulous story

We fashion an empire’s glory:

One man with a dream, at pleasure,

Shall go forth and conquer a crown;

And three with a new song’s measure

Can trample an empire down.

We, in the ages lying

In the buried past of the earth,

Built Nineveh with our sighing,

And Babel itself with our mirth;

And o’erthrew them with prophesying

To the old of the new world’s worth;

For each age is a dream that is dying,

Or one that is coming to birth.

–ODE–Arthur O’Shaughnessy (1844-1881)–

So now you know too! (thanks to bartleby.com for providing the full version.)

So who can tell me where it’s quoted? (I know of at least 2 places).

For Soo – who notices when I don’t update…

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod

(A Dutch Lullaby)

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night

Sailed off in a wooden shoe,–

Sailed on a river of crystal light

Into a sea of dew.

“Where are you going, and what do you wish?”

The old moon asked the three.

“We have come to fish for the herring fish

That live in this beautiful sea;

Nets of silver and gold have we!”

Said Wynken,

Blynken,

and Nod.

The old moon laughed and sang a song,

As they rocked in the wooden shoe;

And the wind that sped them all night long

Ruffled the waves of dew.

The little stars were the herring fish

That lived in the beautiful sea–

“Now cast your nets wherever you wish,–

Never afeared are we!”

So cried the stars to the fishermen three,

Wynken,

Blynken,

And Nod.

All night long their nets they threw

To the stars in the twinkling foam,–

Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe,

Bringing the fishermen home:

‘Twas all so pretty a sail, it seemed

As if it could not be;

And some folk thought ’twas a dream they’d dreamed

Of sailing that beautiful sea;

But I shall name you the fishermen three:

Wynken,

Blynken,

And Nod.

Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,

And Nod is a little head,

And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies

Is a wee one’s trundle-bed;

So shut your eyes while Mother sings

Of wonderful sights that be,

And you shall see the beautiful things

As you rock in the misty sea

Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three:–

Wynken,

Blynken,

And Nod.

— Eugene Field

we were talking about this last night, anyone know a tune for it?

thanks to this site for providing the lyrics.

Thought for the day…

Wood has made some excellent points on my comments thread. Perhaps it’s time to admit that despite appearances on this wiblog, we are good friends, sometimes our music taste gets in the way of that.

So the moral for the day is that we should all stop hiding behind our stereo speakers, or whatever it is we use to cover our true identities and start being real with each other. It’s something Mike Yaconelli talked about at Greenbelt. In the end I like to listen to some types of music more than others (see links, left) but my music tastes are not me. The fact that I watch Neighbours is not me. I enjoy reading Margaret Atwood books, having long baths, watching shooting stars, reading stories to children, eating candyfloss and doing cross-stitch, but even adding all of these things together you don’t get anywhere near the real Lemly.

To be honest, you’re never going to get near the real Lemly by reading this wiblog, that’s not what it’s for, but I know that my close friends do regard me as more than ‘that mad woman that listens to Fairport’. That’s why it took one of these close friends to get me to admit all of that. Thanks Wood – may your wise words continue to bless those who listen. :)

cool link

OK, it’s probably been around for ages, but this site is worth checking out for it’s links from each programme alone. Some of it is a bit rude, so don’t blame me for that, but I’m sure you all want a chance at killing off one of your least favourite characters, with a vivid description of their final scene.

Having no taste

Wood has suggested that the above is a description of yours truly in the comments thread of my Greenbelt review post. Surely if I had no taste I would have just sat and listened without opinion to pretty much anything that came my way at Greenbelt. Actually I’d probably not have forked out the cash to go away for the weekend, as having no taste I would not have understood the reasons for being at Cheltenham Racecourse that weekend, and just stayed in. I certainly wouldn’t be seen posting anywhere like this, as a person totally devoid of taste would not have anything very interesting to say about anything.

I think what Wood meant to say was that I had bad taste, but then tragically went on to prove that that the comment was more worthily directed at himself.

The Spree sucked. Billy rocked. Case closed.

just found this…

… and thought I should share. Rhys agreed as long as there was an explanation, but I think the only explaining that needs doing is that he swears blind he typed in plain English, and only wrote ‘Help!’ once.

What follows may cause some distress to novice computer users and BT programmers. It is recommended that they click on one of the links on the left rather than read on. A particularly relaxing destination can be found by clicking on the word ‘orisinal’. Bye bye…

Help! Help! Help!Help! Help! Help! Am trying to Help! Am trying to find

faHelp! Am trying to find fathers day present for your dad but your mobile

isnt switched on. so am in one of those email phone boxes sending this to

you. anyway, hmv have the cropredy box for FIFTEEN QUID (billy bargain) so

will buy that for him ifithin 20 mins (b4 13:40).aargh, no apostrophe on

thxxxps teac cant get dvd to work and are snding it back.

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