Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sand How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep - while I weep! O God! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? O God! can I not save One from the pitiless wave? Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream?
"Quilting": A generic term for the process of making a Quilt from beginning to end. Or the actual act of sewing the layers of a quilt together, either by hand or by machine.
Also refers to the finished lines of sewn thread that make up the quilting design. The small, running stitches made through the layers of a quilt -- top, batting and backing -- to form decorative patterns on the surface of the quilt and to hold the layers together.
Mushroom and I met on a NSW country road. He was a lonely, fluffy thing... that was very nearly wedged in the tread of my tires. Fortunately i saw him in time, so i picked him up and the rest is history... Site of the rescue the day after
Due to my total inability to absorb any high school French, the English translation of Plastic Bertrand's wonderful 70's pop ditty "Ca Plane Pour Moi", became an intriguing mystery...
I believe I have finally found the perfect translation.
"Ca Plane Pour Moi" Wham!Bam!Someone poured whiskey on my cat, Splash
And lit him
He went "boof"
While he was on my bed I tried to put him out with a broom
My goitre problem got in the way (I sleep naked?)
Very quickly OuchOuchOuchOuch In four colours
Ey up!One morning
There's loot at my place
It's my shit wrapped in plastic
Horse's in fishnets
Spare a drop in one's mouth It's a very grand beer dance
I like my beer in a big glass
And spew OooOooOooOoo Come on you Indians in your igloos That's life for me
Repeat twice... Me
Repeat four times... That's life for me
Repeat twice...
Ey up!The mother
Is larger than a panel
What a vibration
And a voyage through passion Be my dirty passenger
And ride in my lime Combi
You are King of the divan OhOhOhOh I'm King of the divan
That's life for me
Repeat twice...
Ey up!Occupy me
Touch my trinkets
Touch my little house plant
It's not today that I wish to talk of tambourines
Or the head of a mannequin YeahYeahYeahYeah That's life for me
Repeat thrice...
Ey up!My Nana's the best
She's bizzarre
Marry me
And carry my case
Lever me onto the bar
My life force will come for a grand cocktail Oh yeah
Plastic Bertrand (real name Roger Jouret) Had one massive hit in 1977 with "Ca Plane Pour Moi" and probably remains one of the most famous Belgians.
In his free time Plastic cultivated his secret passion for scrabble - he recently played the world champion and won and has secured a place on the panel of the Festival of Board Games.These days (when not scrabbling), Plastic keeps himself busy with his own art gallery, where he has hosted a show dedicated to bovine beauty.
He has also relaunched himself as a record producer promoting new talent alongside classical music from the 'Russia of the Tzars' (his mother is Ukranian).