This was penned this 11/11 and where it came from I’ve no idea, I’m not a poet (as can clearly be seen) more a fiction writer – perhaps distant thoughts of family who’d served and of course the countless others. It was suggested that perhaps it would be good as a video, so me and my trusty Korg T2EX did the music, the images are public domain.
Lay Your Weary Head.
Through mud they trudged
As deep as their knees
Thoughts lingered on
Many had gone but many stayed
In unmarked graves
Were where they laid
From friends a silent prayer was said
Then over the top they went ahead
Bullets cut them down en masse
Some they say should have been in class
Learning English, ‘rithmetic and fun
But battle on, they did as one
Now lay your weary head old soldier
Your battles fought your war is over
No need to remember what you’ve done
Your memories live on in everyone
Lest We Forget
©Copyright Carl Bratcher 11/11/11
Go figure, when I finally got all the paint out of the pots pocket what do I find – Ensambladas en España or something similar I’ll keep cleaning and see if that’s exactly what it says 🙂
Decided to restore the Asturcon bass, but upon inspection I found that the damn thing has been painted a million times and it’s going to take me a million times longer than I’d hoped/wanted but in saying that it’s going to look just the way it’s supposed to.
Couple of things I’ve noticed, firstly the two ebony strips that run down the centre had been filled and the whole thing had been re-sealed with enough fibreglass resin to keep a ship afloat which is a serious annoyance as although it’s basswood, a wood that has tight grain it can be made to look great, it just takes a little care and patience, something the previous owner obviously didn’t have, hence the glass resin over factory paint over glass resin – no doubt used to fill imperfections.
Secondly the neck pocket had a badly cut 2mm thick piece of pine glued in to it, this just popped out with some gentle persuasion, and apart from making the neck sit higher in the pocket I can’t see why it was there. It’s gone now so time will tell, that is if it sounds crap then maybe I’ll need to put it back but I still can’t work out the reasoning behind it as the neck now sits better and lines up better? Maybe idiots should leave guitars alone instead of trying to make a silk purse out of a sows ear and accept them for what they are e.g. you get what you pay for.
Obviously, this guitar had seen better days, and probably numerous owners. It sounded fine but looked crap so fingers crossed it will again look and sound the way it should.
Sat there last night watching a scientist’s view on Dr Who and the more they babbled on the more it showed that Dr Who has a lot to answer for in regards to science fiction/fact crossovers – how cool is that.
The bit I found interesting the most was time travel (as you would ;)) but the more I thought of it, the worse it got IF you could travel backwards in time. Extreme scenario would be if you for example saved a child from being run over and that child then grew up to be the worlds most wanted terrorist, whilst not affecting you personally, the world would definately change because of his existence.
You couldn’t go back a visit your parents when you were a toddler e.g. you knock on the their door with a fake story – you know oops sorry wrong house. Now they may just fob you off BUT when you return to your own time there would have to be a ghost of a memory of someone who looked IDENTICAL to you who knocked on their door decades ago.
Damn this time travel is like walking on egg shells, makes you think though 🙂
Hot, Smokey, ‘orrible – nuff said!
Noticed quite a few missing images, so as you can well imagine I’m still sorting the site out. I’ll get there luna or later 😉
This was originally posted in 2008, but things, circumstances and people change so here it is again 😉
Our Father who art in EPL
Mackay be thy name.
Thy football come goals will be done, by Medel, Odemwingie & Whittingham,
Give us this day
Our daily bread
And forgive us our offside
As we tackle those who trespass against us
And lead us not into bad discipline
But deliver us from relegation
For Cardiff is the kingdom, the bluebird & the dragon
For ever & ever
The site being up and down like a fiddlers feckin elbow – I swapped hosts and what a soddin mistake that was grrrrrrrrrrr