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You certainly don't let the green grass of Ireland grow under your feet do you

Phil,
loved your poem, but it surely can't be 30 days since we all met on 10th September

Margaret

margaret wrote:Phil,
loved your poem, but it surely can't be 30 days since we all met on 10th September

Margaret

Sorry about that Margaret
Mathmatics was never my strong point especially working out when it's my round . I am from Yorkshire dont forget .
I think I should have said twenty . Wait a minute while I get the calculator but hey whats a day or two between friends they go that quickly anyway it frightens the life out of me

liptrot wrote:

margaret wrote:Phil,
loved your poem, but it surely can't be 30 days since we all met on 10th September

Margaret

Sorry about that Margaret
Mathmatics was never my strong point especially working out when it's my round . I am from Yorkshire dont forget .
I think I should have said twenty . Wait a minute while I get the calculator but hey whats a day or two between friends they go that quickly anyway it frightens the life out of me

Great poem Phil. I can't remember when it was I last forgot to remember that Barmouth weekend way back in September 2009

Pete

I believe that Phil was correct in the first place.
Given that Virgo has entered its second phase and the Moon has passed its third fifth across the bathroom window, I have reckoned that while E equals MC squared, E being 'expenses' and MC squared being the number of McDonald cheeseburgers that can be eaten during the Moon's third fifth, that during my recent journey to the outer moons of Saturn's rear garden, while delivering Cohen Concert Merchandise to his fans on the far side or this solar system, and that time has passed in its usual extraordinary circumvention of known physical nodes, we had indeed used up 30 days as postulated by Phil. In other words, most of you have been so drunk during part of the time since Barmouth, and allowing for golden nectar in Barcelona, whole days have been lost in you own personal timescales. Well done Phil, you are a true genius. Or somethin'

Byron wrote:I believe that Phil was correct in the first place.
Given that Virgo has entered its second phase and the Moon has passed its third fifth across the bathroom window, I have reckoned that while E equals MC squared, E being 'expenses' and MC squared being the number of McDonald cheeseburgers that can be eaten during the Moon's third fifth, that during my recent journey to the outer moons of Saturn's rear garden, while delivering Cohen Concert Merchandise to his fans on the far side or this solar system, and that time has passed in its usual extraordinary circumvention of known physical nodes, we had indeed used up 30 days as postulated by Phil. In other words, most of you have been so drunk during part of the time since Barmouth, and allowing for golden nectar in Barcelona, whole days have been lost in you own personal timescales. Well done Phil, you are a true genius. Or somethin'

You forgot to take into account Saturn's rings so that actually postulates it to 28 days plus expenses

"You forgot to take into account Saturn's rings so that actually postulates it to 28 days plus expenses "

Bugger!!

Beam me up Scotty !!

Hello friends!

Great poem, Phil and in particular,

THE SUMMERS ALMOST GONE AND THE WINTERS TURNING UP
THE SUMMERS GONE BUT A LOT GOES ON FOREVER

rings very true right now here in Wisconsin where the frost is on the pumpkin.

A short while ago I was flipping through channels prior to bedtime and came across an episode of "The Prisoner," hit record to watch it later and was pleasantly surprised to discover that it was the first episode titled, "The Arrival." I missed part of the beginning, but Port Merion looks very much like it did when we traversed its paths back in September. I also saw enough of the episode to obtain a rudimentary understanding of the plot-apparently Patrick McGoohan was a secret agent who tried to resign and his superiors didn't trust him enough to let him live a normal life, but placed him instead into the idyllic village of the show. I also now understand the reference to "A quiet tongue leads to a happy life" as that is the watchwords of all the denizens of the village to hold back uprisings. I still don't understand what that giant thing is that looks like an oversize balloon that continually captures our hero, but it probably falls under the category of willful suspension of disbelief.

Tim, I really appreciate your photo gallery and everyone else's great photos. It is so nice to have these as references to show people wherever we can log on. It helps to explain the big smiles we get whenever anyone asks us about our trip to Liverpool, Wales & Barcelona. I had hoped to post some pictures of our own by this time, but have not had sufficient opportunity yet-I hope to do it soon.

There are so many fine memories and we are looking ahead to future events to get together with many again and carry on with the good times!

Joe & Anne

Joe the white ballon things are to stop anyone leaving the Village.

If that TV channel is showing the complete series try and watch it. One of the best programmes ever made, totally confusing but extremely clever and if you can suspend your logic long enough extremely believable.

In 'The Prisoner,' the large white balloons are a metaphor for the authoritarian system, which McGoohan's character (Danger Man) worked for and that he was endeavouring to escape from. A large white pillow could have been as representative, being a 'wall' that he could not break through even as he dreamed of doing so. A balloon or two allowed the production of continual moveable walls that prevented him from escaping either physically or intellectually or dramatically, as the episodes progressed.
Discuss....

I said .....DISCUSS!!



Matron, they're ignoring me again. Can I have some visitors this week please?
I enjoyed tonight's dinner. Tripe and custard are my favourites. Have I had tonight's pills yet?

Matron it's OK, the voices are talking to me again.

John

I think you unwittingly summed up The Prisoner with three words in your last post....'tripe and custard'....or 'tripe and crème moulée' as we say in Liverpool..... ta ken

Byron wrote:In 'The Prisoner,' the large white balloons are a metaphor for the authoritarian system, which McGoohan's character (Danger Man) worked for and that he was endeavouring to escape from. A large white pillow could have been as representative, being a 'wall' that he could not break through even as he dreamed of doing so. A balloon or two allowed the production of continual moveable walls that prevented him from escaping either physically or intellectually or dramatically, as the episodes progressed.
Discuss....

And there was I all these years thinking it had been blown up too much for a party and thay couldn't catch it to burst it . What a plonker I am !!