To Autumn Season of Mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit that round the thatched-eves run; To bend with apples the moss’d cottage trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd and plump the hazel […]
Everton supporters song from the 1960s . Bless ’em all Bless ’em all Bless ’em all The long and the short and the tall Bless wee Alex and Royston, too Bless all the boys that are playing in Blue Can you identify the two Everton players mentioned in the ditty? . . . Saturday 3rd […]
from:- “The Goals of Bingo Boot” And all the while in streets and parks On pitches large or small Without a proper pair of boots Sometimes without a ball! With tin cans in the clattering yard In weather cold or hot Young Bingo shimmied left and right And scored with every shot . His poor […]
Oh, to be in England Now that April’s there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough In England–now!! Robert Browning (1812-1889) . . . Tuesday 1st April 2014 […]
