May 1st
The people's flag is deepest red,
It shrouded oft our martyred dead,
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold,
Their hearts blood dyed its every fold.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here
Well, it`s Mayday once again - time for a bar-be-que to show solidarity with the dead things and charcoal workers unions. The sun is shining and there`s some chicken and kebabs on the grill. Lin is reading a Sunday red-top in the garden and i`m reading my camera manual and confusing myself in the process.
The election is only 4 days away and i`ve just received *another* phone call from the Labour Party to ask me, yet again, to make sure I vote.
Wild horses couldn`t keep me from the Polling Station and as it`s only 50 yards away and on the way to work, i`m planning to be first in !
Tomorrow is a Bank Holiday and the town will be busy. Over 10,000 bikers will be around for the annual run and there`s also the "Jack in the Green" festival. This is where there`s a load of Morris Dancers who "release the spirit of spring" (or is it summer?). Anyway, it`s a good drinking day and you are allowed to run about waving your hanky about ! When I was at primary school there was a lad who ran about the playground waving his hanky about - but the poor lad wasn`t quite the full-ticket.
To see grown men poncing about with bells on visit the official site here :
It`s a worry that the May-Day festivities including playing marbles on village greens are the best of English culture - at least the French get the flags out !!
It shrouded oft our martyred dead,
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold,
Their hearts blood dyed its every fold.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here
Well, it`s Mayday once again - time for a bar-be-que to show solidarity with the dead things and charcoal workers unions. The sun is shining and there`s some chicken and kebabs on the grill. Lin is reading a Sunday red-top in the garden and i`m reading my camera manual and confusing myself in the process.
The election is only 4 days away and i`ve just received *another* phone call from the Labour Party to ask me, yet again, to make sure I vote.
Wild horses couldn`t keep me from the Polling Station and as it`s only 50 yards away and on the way to work, i`m planning to be first in !
Tomorrow is a Bank Holiday and the town will be busy. Over 10,000 bikers will be around for the annual run and there`s also the "Jack in the Green" festival. This is where there`s a load of Morris Dancers who "release the spirit of spring" (or is it summer?). Anyway, it`s a good drinking day and you are allowed to run about waving your hanky about ! When I was at primary school there was a lad who ran about the playground waving his hanky about - but the poor lad wasn`t quite the full-ticket.
To see grown men poncing about with bells on visit the official site here :
It`s a worry that the May-Day festivities including playing marbles on village greens are the best of English culture - at least the French get the flags out !!
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