Tuesday, 30 December 2008

Poems

The Old Year

The Old Year's gone away to nothingness and night: We cannot find him all the day nor hear him in the night: He left no footstep, mark or place in either shade or sun: The last year he'd a neighbour's face, in this he's known by none. All nothing everywhere: Mists we on mornings see have more of substance when they're here and more of form than he. He was a friend by every fire, in every cot and hall-a guest to every heart's desire, and now he's nought at all. Old papers thrown away, old garments cast aside, the talk of yesterday, are things identified; But time once torn away no voices can recall: The eve of New Year day left the Old Year lost to all.
By John Clare (1793-1864)

The Year

What can be said in New Year rhymes, that not been said a thousand times? The new years come, the old years go, we know we dream, we dream we know. We rise up laughing with the light, we lie down weeping with the night. We hug the world until it stings, we curse it then and sigh for wings. We live, we love, we woo, we wed, we wreathe our brides, we sheet our dead. We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear, and that's the burden of the year.
By Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1850-1919)

Saturday, 27 December 2008

Technology


From the pages of RNID.

Products for deaf and hard of hearing people, to view;

RNID/Solutions; www.rnid.org.uk/shop

Connevans; www.connevans.com/

Monday, 15 December 2008

Humorous Xmas card of 2007



Many thanks to Janyce & Brian Ashley for sending this card to me.

This had brightened up my day with a laugh.

Had anyone got a better one for 2008?

The NSOSA committee wish all Needwoodians a Merry Christmas & Happy New Year.

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