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Windjammers: The Last Grain Races
11 Aug
This silent footage is spliced together from three films in the SA Maritime Museum Collection capturing life on board a windjammer.
Footage was shot by Alan Villiers on ‘Parma’ in 1933, and on ‘Passat’ by Thomas Wells in 1938 and 1939 and Jack Wadrop in 1948.
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Only The Lonely
25 Jun
http://www.stephenfry.com/2013/06/24/only-the-lonely/
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A Silver Lining To Every Storm…
16 May
When Oklahoma gets severe weather, it is often predicted a few days beforehand. The local weather folks had warned us earlier in the week, that the dry line would set up in our area of the state, giving us some pretty fair chances of volatile weather. I had planned to spend some time this afternoon, preparing for the weather that would surely arrive by early evening. I wanted to be certain my plants were protected from hail, and make sure to put the vehicles, and anything else I could stash, in our storage building for safe cover.
My first duty of the day was to fix a hearty breakfast. I do not usually indulge in a filling morning meal, but the instructions on the medication I was taking the past two days, required the tablets to be taken with food. For over a week, I had suffered with poison ivy…
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Psalm 51, for Harold xxx
29 Mar
The sweetest of song to escape from the Sistine Chapel…
The Choir of Claire College, Cambridge.
I had the joy of listening to a performance last year
at Douai Abbey, Woolhampton, Berkshire.
Sweet sweet tears…
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There Is A Green Hill Far Away – King’s College Choir, Cambridge.
29 Mar
The choir of King’s College, Cambridge sing this lovely Easter hymn.
I remember this well from my childhood in Scotland.
“Mrs Cecil Frances Alexander wrote this hymn as she sat up one night with her seriously sick daughter. Many times, traveling to town to shop, she had passed a small grassy mound, just outside the old city wall of Derry, Ireland. It always made her think of Calvary, and it came to mind as she wrote this hymn.”
There Is a Green Hill Far Away.
Music by William Horsley.
There is a green hill far away,
without a city wall,
where our dear Lord was crucified
who died to save us all.
We may not know, we cannot tell,
what pains he had to bear,
but we believe it was for us
he hung and suffered there.
He died that we might be forgiven,
he died to make us good,
that we might go at last to heaven,
saved by his precious blood.
There was no other good enough
to pay the price of sin,
he only could unlock the gate
of heaven and let us in.
O dearly, dearly has he loved!
And we must love him too,
and trust in his redeeming blood,
and try his works to do.
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HAPPY HIPS…you may have to copy this picture and hopefully enlarge to read.
26 Mar
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KATABIM…a memory of Istanbul and childhood. Oh…those Turks!
26 Mar
Üsküdar’a gider iken
aldı da bir yağmur
Kâtibimin setresi uzun,
eteği çamur
Kâtip uykudan uyanmış,
gözleri mahmur
Kâtip benim, ben kâtibin,
el ne karışır?
Kâtibime kolalı da gömlek
ne güzel yaraşır
Üsküdar’a gider iken
bir mendil buldum
Mendilimin içine
lokum doldurdum
Ben yarimi arar iken
yanımda buldum
Kâtip benim, ben kâtibin,
el ne karışır?
Kâtibime kolalı da gömlek
ne güzel yaraşır
When going to Üsküdar, it began to rain
long is the coat of my scribe, its sleeves get muddy.
The scribe woke up, his eyes are still sleepy.
I am of my scribe and my scribe is mine, it’s nobody’s business.
How well the stiff shirt collar suits my scribe!
When going to Üsküdar, I found a kerchief
I filled it with lokum (Turkish sweet)
When looking for my helper, I found him on my side.
I am of my scribe and my scribe is mine, it’s nobody’s business.
How well the stiff shirt collar suits my scribe!
“This is the tune that drove us CRAZY as little children…
We went and discovered its source, sang what we remembered, then, identified…danced & danced as the Istanbul restaurant’s musicians played for us…
In a childish trance of joy!!!”
abelmoir 
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