Ops my earlier post should have been an SOS but got confused!!!!
This is the pic i wanted to post!!!
Sunset from Tesco - Westwood car park.... not exciting but was quite pretty
This was originally my blog for HSMS / HSMSMS/ HSMYHSFB blah blah blah now i am playing with postcards
Sunday, 30 November 2008
30/11/2008 SOS
Ops my earlier post should have been an SOS but got confused!!!!
This is the pic i wanted to post!!!
Sunset from Tesco - Westwood car park.... not exciting but was quite pretty
30/11/2008 SPS
Saturday, 29 November 2008
29/11/2008 SPS
Took a pic decided i hated it feel too bad to take another one so decided to play with it on Fotoflexer couldn't decided which was the lest hideous then discover the dup0licate button so thought i'd share a few different versions of me!!!
i have blured the edges on all of them
so from the top we have POP ART!!! like this but i have no face (a good thing some would say!)
then greyscale, then normal, then cartoon, then ink stamp and finally film grain!!!
Friday, 28 November 2008
28/11/2008 English.1
28/11/2008 ~ English
Thursday, 27 November 2008
21/11/2008 French

I was Strugglinsg a bit with Frencg / France we have loads of Travel books on the shelves down stairs but mama n the cat are asleep in the living room so didn't bother rooting abiut. i was looking for french mustard ... no all we have is English n whole grain and the whole grain has no country of origin listed!!!!!
opened the fridhe to see the vino we have (none) and i spot the milk... that doesn't look very british, hmmmmmmmmm could that be of European Persuasion???? Why yes produced in france!!! ding ding ding ding ding!!!!
20/11/2008 - Spanish
“Tell me what you brag about and I'll tell you what you lack”
“If I die, I forgive you. If I live we shall see.”
19/11/2008 - Italian
11/11/2008 - Remember

DULCE ET DECORUM EST1
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge, Till on the haunting flares2 we turned our backs And towards our distant rest3 began to trudge. Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind; Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots4 Of tired, outstripped5 Five-Nines6 that dropped behind.
Gas!7 Gas! Quick, boys! – An ecstasy of fumbling, Fitting the clumsy helmets8 just in time; But someone still was yelling out and stumbling, And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime9 . . . Dim, through the misty panes10 and thick green light, As under a green sea, I saw him drowning. In all my dreams, before my helpless sight, He plunges at me, guttering,11 choking, drowning.
If in some smothering dreams you too could pace Behind the wagon that we flung him in, And watch the white eyes writhing in his face, His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin; If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs, Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud12 Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues, My friend, you would not tell with such high zest13 To children ardent14 for some desperate glory, The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est Pro patria mori.15
- 1 DULCE ET DECORUM EST - the first words of a Latin saying (taken from an ode by Horace). The words were widely understood and often quoted at the start of the First World War. They mean "It is sweet and right." The full saying ends the poem: Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori - it is sweet and right to die for your country. In other words, it is a wonderful and great honour to fight and die for your country
2 rockets which were sent up to burn with a brilliant glare to light up men and other targets in the area between the front lines (See illustration, page 118 of Out in the Dark.)
- 3 a camp away from the front line where exhausted soldiers might rest for a few days, or longer
- 4 the noise made by the shells rushing through the air
- 5 outpaced, the soldiers have struggled beyond the reach of these shells which are now falling behind them as they struggle away from the scene of battle
- 6 Five-Nines - 5.9 calibre explosive shells
- 7 poison gas. From the symptoms it would appear to be chlorine or phosgene gas. The filling of the lungs with fluid had the same effects as when a person drowned
- 8 the early name for gas masks
- 9 a white chalky substance which can burn live tissue
- 10 the glass in the eyepieces of the gas masks
- 11 Owen probably meant flickering out like a candle or gurgling like water draining down a gutter, referring to the sounds in the throat of the choking man, or it might be a sound partly like stuttering and partly like gurgling
- 12 normally the regurgitated grass that cows chew; here a similar looking material was issuing from the soldier's mouth
- 13 high zest - idealistic enthusiasm, keenly believing in the rightness of the idea
- 14 keen
- 15 see note 1




