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Alone

Alone I sleep,
And alone I wake,
Alone I dream,
And alone I ache,

Alone I live,
And alone I cry,
Alone I think,
And alone I'll die,

Alone I try,
And alone I fall,
Alone I fail,
And alone I crawl,

Alone I break,
And alone I sit,

Alone I was,
Alone I am,
And alone I'll always be.

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Posted March 4, 2010
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Think you have complete control over your own foot?!

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Posted March 1, 2010
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What to do when you are bored at work - kill flies and...

1. Kill a few Flies

2. Put them in the sun to dry for one hour.

3. Once they are dry, pick a pencil and paper... Let your imagination flow.

Here are a few examples...

                 
Click here to download:
What_to_do_when_you_are_bored_.zip (226 KB)

Thanks to Mair for sharing

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Posted February 18, 2010
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Red Friday

Last week I was in West London attending a conference.

While I was in the airport, returning home, I heard several people behind me beginning to clap and cheer.

I immediately turned around and witnessed one of the greatest acts of patriotism I have ever seen.

Moving through the terminal was a group of soldiers in their uniforms, as they began heading to their gate everyone (well almost everyone) was abruptly to their feet with their hands waving and cheering.

When I saw the soldiers, probably 30-40 of them, being applauded and cheered for, it hit me. I'm not alone. I'm not the only red blooded Briton who still loves this country and supports our troops and their families. Of course I immediately stopped and began clapping for these young unsung heroes who are putting their lives on the line everyday for us so we can go to school, work, and enjoy our home without fear or reprisal.

Just when I thought I could not be more proud of my country or of our service men and women a young girl, not more than 6 or 7 years old, ran up to one of the male soldiers.

He knelt down and said 'hi,' the little girl then asked him if he would give something to her daddy for her.

The young soldier didn't look any older than maybe 22 himself, said he would try and what did she want to give to her daddy.

Suddenly the little girl grabbed the neck of this soldier, gave him the biggest hug she could muster and then kissed him on the cheek.

The mother of the little girl, who said her daughters name was Courtney, told the young soldier that her husband was a Corporal and had been in Afghanistan for 5 months now.

As the mum was explaining how much her daughter, Courtney, missed her father, the young soldier began to tear up.

When this temporarily single mum had finished explaining her situation, all of the soldiers huddled together for a brief second.

Then one of the other servicemen pulled out a military looking walkie- talkie.

They started playing with the device and talking back and forth on it. After about 10-15 seconds of this, the young soldier walked back over to Courtney, bent down and said this to her, 'I spoke to your daddy and he told me to give this to you.'

He then hugged this little girl that he had just met and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

He finished by saying 'Your daddy told me to tell you that he loves you more than anything and he is coming home very soon.'

The mum at this point was crying almost uncontrollably and as the young soldier stood to his feet he saluted Courtney and her mum.

I was standing no more than 6 feet away as this entire event unfolded.

As the soldiers began to leave, heading towards their gate, people resumed their applause.

As I stood there applauding, and looked around, there were very few dry eyes, including my own.

That young soldier in one last act of moment turned around and blew a kiss to Courtney with a tear rolling down his cheek.

We need to remember everyday all of our soldiers and their families and thank God for them and their sacrifices.

At the end of the day, it's good to be British.

RED FRIDAYS

Very soon, you will see a great many people wearing Red every Friday. The reason? Britons who support our troops used to be called the "silent majority". We are no longer silent, and are voicing our love for God, country and home in record breaking numbers. We are not organised, boisterous or over-bearing. We get no liberal media coverage on TV, to reflect our message or our opinions. Many Britons, like you, me and all our friends, simply want to recognise that the vast majority of Britons in the United Kingdom supports our troops.

Our idea of showing solidarity and support for our troops with dignity and respect starts this Friday -and continues each and every Friday until the troops all come home, sending a deafening message that.. Every red-blooded Briton who supports our men and women afar will wear something red. By word of mouth, press, TV - let's make the United Kingdom on every Friday a sea of red much like a homecoming football game.

If every one of us who loves this country will share this with acquaintances, colleagues, friends, and family. It will not be long before the UK is covered in RED and it will let our troops know the once "silent" majority is on their side more than ever; certainly more than the media lets on.

The first thing a soldier says when asked "What can we do to make things better for you?" is...We need your support and your prayers.

Let's get the word out and lead with class and dignity, by example; and wear something red every Friday...

THEIR BLOOD RUNS RED

Lest we Forget.

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Posted February 13, 2010
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Everyday Still Life - A Short Film ))

An old(ish) video of my two cats. Filmed about 3 years ago. Music by Kathryn Williams.

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Posted February 13, 2010
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Cadbury Take-over?!

Mr Cadbury met Miss Rowntree on a Double Decker. It was just After Eight.
They got off at Quality Street, in front of the Fisherman's Friend pub. He asked her name. "Polo, I'm the one with the hole", she said in a Wispa. "I'm Marathon, the one with the nuts", he replied.

He touched her Creme Eggs, then slipped his hand into her Snickers. He fondled her Flap Jacks, while she rubbed his Tic Tacs. It was a Fab moment, and she screamed in
Turkish Delight.

But three days later his Sherbert Fountain started to drip. Turns out Miss Rowntree had been with Bertie Bassett, who had Allsorts.

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Posted February 10, 2010
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High-Res Glee Square Montage

I've made a huge glee montage of all the main characters; I'm using
this as cover art in iTunes for the Glee Soundtrack. Let me know if
you use it!

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Posted February 9, 2010
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Glee Cast - Take A Bow

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Posted February 4, 2010
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Eat it or Bath With it?

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Posted February 4, 2010
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Pontypool: Shut Up or Die

Saw this in HMV; made me laugh! A film about zombies called Pontypool. Could be so true... have you seen Ponypool* in the evening?! I shudder at the thought... like night of the living dead!

(Editors note: Ponypool is a town in South Wales, UK)

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Posted January 31, 2010
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