Remembrance Day - song for the fallen

Remembrance Day

Rust marks, scorched in the earth

Journey’s end boys are calling

Takes me back to nowhere fast

Where young England lies fallen

Seldom reached their destinations

Summers doors are left ajar

Now rainy days and sunshine bakes

Down on Minnie’s boy

It’s Remembrance Day and we won’t forget you

All of our young who have fallen

We’ll think of you, maybe hold back a tear

The sacrifice you paid for what we hold dear

Daddy’s waiting for his son

Meanwhile Mother watches clocks

Seventeen for King and Queen

Wasted youth and senseless slaughter

Whistle stops time from standing still

It’s time to go your friends are calling

Misty morning a new day dawning

Sunshine breaks over the hill

It’s Remembrance Day and we won’t forget you

All of our young who have fallen

We’ll think of you, maybe hold back a tear

The sacrifice you paid for what we hold dear

Now Journey’s end’s here in November rain

Flanders fields forever still

And I always wanted to give my thanks

I came to say I’m sorry still

They’ve finally found you, gave you back your name

I’m glad to see you rest on easy

Sixty thousand children came and went

Young John England was among them

Dingbat

Twat of the year 2011

Here I am at the BAPC 2011 Conference doing my the last man standing in the bar routine for the second year running having seen off all comers. This, I think you will agree, qualifies me for Twat of the year. A title I am not planning to defend next year.

The funniest book I have ever read

I was lucky to have caught Lee Evans in his heyday on the club circuit at the Railway pub in Hampton Wick just after he started out. I was dumbfounded and thought him an idiot at first. And that's exactly what he is. A lovely great clod. Two minutes into his act and I was hooked and have been ever since. He is the only comic of his time that can make me choke with laughter. This book does that as much as it makes one choke with tears, of both joy and with sadness. Nobody can be that stupid in real life, except for Lee Evans. This book will put fans like me through the emotional wringer. Thank god for him. Cheers for that Mouse Boy!

Halo to you two

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