Saturday, August 11, 2018

Being Friday the Tenth day of August, 2019 ...

We admired the new floor.
We were mostly relieved by the change in the weather.
Then we got on with the usual business.

There was universal bird-song ...


Singing of you.

Lynda related the story of an errant wife ...


I'd rather have a kiss ...

Mick took us on a train journey to ...





Bryan pondered about an unusual appearance in the sky ...


I see thunder-clouds building.

Angela received a farewell ...


I'm away to the sea.

Mick and Marion reminisced ...


Gone forever!

Lynda conveyed a holy message ...




Mike sang about East Texas ...


Do daffodils grow there?

Mick played a melody from his recent album ...



So did Laurie ...


Do you waltz, St. Richard?


A lady had a mysterious encounter ...


Your beauty so enticed me ...

Then we waltzed dreamily all the way home!



Sunday, August 5, 2018

SOUNDWAVES: SOLOS FOR GUITAR ...

Now, see this ...
(Look carefully at bottom left ... this original artwork is signed by R. Gosbee.)

Yes, Mick has finally produced an album of his delightful music.
Hard copies not yet available, but you can find the digital album at Amazon.
Here's the link. (Also available on other commercial, digital platforms.)

The tracks are also out there on YouTube.
Here's one ...



Well done, Mick, and thank you for your music.

Wednesday, August 1, 2018

A Forthcoming Event ...

Do you remember last summer when we invaded Chidham for
a Barn Dance hosted by the Residents' Association?

Well, if you weren't there you missed a treat.

Now here's another one...

Chidham, Hambrook & Nutbourne East Residents’ Association (CHANE RA)


BARN DANCE

at
CHIDHAM VILLAGE HALL

Saturday 15th September,
7.00 for 7.30 – 10.30pm.

Featuring the vibrant music of … 


CHANE RA Members £10.00. Non-members £12.00
Licensed Bar plus free nibbles.

For tickets, (in advance only please,) contact Colin on 01243 574021, or email: dbsandw@gmail.com.
or Richard: 01243 572699.

Of course, you will know that Stoney Ridge comprises Marion and Mick Tipper and their collaborators, as well as an excellent caller named Sarah. They are really good!
Here they are already getting set up for the next one ...


Dogsbody is currently occupied in manufacturing tickets.
There will be only 60 tickets and, since last year was a sell-out, please let me know ASAP if you would like to come.

Tuesday, July 31, 2018

Searching for tunes ...

Readers of the earlier post will understand that I searched youtube for a tune entitled 'cotillion'.
There were quite a few, but not one that I immediately recognised as Elizabeth's charming offering.
Serendipity was at hand as I discovered this delightful melody ...


For those who are so-inclined, here are the-dots-and-lines ...


I notice, of course, that there is a discrepancy in spelling of the titles, but the first line looks like the same melody to me.

All we need now is a hammered dulcimer player!


Saturday, July 28, 2018

Quod factum XXVII Julii, MMXVIII ...

Well, this was an encouraging turn-out ...


"Good evening and welcome," said Berry.

Had people made a special effort in anticipation of Berry' turn as MC?
(That came as a surprise to Berry; he had forgotten!)

We wondered if the fresher weather had an energising effect.
Paul and Angela thought otherwise ...


... let me rest!

Roger campaigned ...


... and who robbed the miner?

Laurie played a very s l o w, gentle air ...


"This is about a maritime disaster."

Elizabeth played a cotillion.
No, a cotillion is not a musical instrument; it's a dance ...



Isn't that delightful?
Should we introduce dancing lessons?

Les lamented a North American endangered species ...

Buffalo Hunt, William Robinson Leigh, 2012.

Bryan speculated about the tedium of being a monarch ...

" ... and you expect me to wear this monstrosity?!"

Jane and Phil had a warning ...

... keep away from the light!

Dogsbody was not hopeful about his efforts at flirtation, but ...


and we'll give them old gossips
some tonguing to do!

Lynda went stealing sheep ...

Honestly, officer ...
All I have is my own!

Graham and Jo didn't dance, but ...


We liked that!

Mave went cotton-picking ...

My back is killing me!

Of course, we couldn't leave before Jo & Graham
rocked us like ...

a southbound train.

Sincere thanks to all those who came along to enjoy some smashing songs and music.
(This time we even managed to pay the rent!)

Sunday, July 22, 2018

Being Friday the Twentieth Day of July, 2018 ...

Paul was a little surprised to find himself in the seat of authority.
He has no money, but he has...


Gold in the morning Sun

For some obscure reason Laura remembered Jack Hargreaves and wondered about the theme tune to the TV series 'Out of Town' ...



Of course, Recuerdos de la Alhambra
 sounds nothing like Paul's opening song, and most of us remember the programme being in monochrome!

We were a little concerned about Tony who related a gory tale regarding prostitution and murder most foul ...


When he met with a pretty young whore!


Berry demonstrated his patriotism ...


She don't have a lot to say.
Some day I'm gonna make her mine!

Laura journeyed in the lee of an island in Lake Huron ...




Then it was Tony's turn to lament for his lost youth ...


I wish I could helter ...

Bryan embraced the month of August ...


Off to the seaside they all go.

Roger disabused us of a certain myth ...


Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me.

Berry went all sentimental ...


Turn back the years of my childhood.

Finally we took ship around Cape Horn ...


You'd wish to God you'd never been born!

Saturday, July 14, 2018

Being Friday the Thirteenth Day of July, 2018 ...

Only Brian could ask about this vehicle parked outside the Guide Hall ...


Do you know anyone who needs a cherry tree renovated?

Perhaps it was the oppressively hot weather; maybe it was the late finish of an important match at Wimbledon ... or were we overcome with grief at England's failure to win that semi-final match in Russia?

Was it superstition about the date: Friday the Thirteenth?

Should we blame Laurie, whose absence he announced last week?
Or was it that Ken had publicised his intention to attend?

We were, indeed, a small company ...




You are invited to work out these cryptic images ...


I have tried, in my way ...


Sweet are the cherries ...
There, see, there's nothing wrong with that cherry tree!



And may there be no moaning ...


Where the Charing Cross Road sweeps down to The Strand.


My lord, He calls me!


It's a dog's life


Bring back the great Navy days.

Is it the Visigoths?
Is it the Britons?
Is it Atilla with those Huns?

No, it's them Vandals again!


No, no, I cannot take your hand!

So, you will discern that we enjoyed a wonderful variety and great quality of music and songs.

HOWEVER ...

Please be aware that 8 people contributing only £15.70 in subscriptions does not cover the rent.
If such small attendances continue, we will shortly be dipping into historical capital.

So please come along whenever you can.
Bring friends, distant relatives and even strangers off the street.
The club needs you!




Monday, June 18, 2018

An Anniversary of Battle ...

Maybe someone will sing this on Friday ...



Lyrics ...

Eighteenth Day of June (Plains of Waterloo)

On the 18th day of June, me boys, eighteen hundred and fifteen,
Both horse and foot they did advance, most glorious to be seen.
Both horse and foot they did advance and the bugle horn did blow,
And the sons of France were made to dance on the plains of Waterloo.
  
Our cavalry advanc-ed with true and valiant heart.
Our infantry ’n artillery did nobly play their part,
While the small arms they did rattle and the great guns they did roar,
All on the plains of Waterloo where the thundrin’ cannons roar.
  
The French dogs made a bold attack in front of Mount St. John,
To sport their best battalions and the village for to gain.
Our infantry first charged them and made them face about.
Sir William with his heavy brigade soon put them to the rout.
  
Napoleon, like a bantam cock, sat mounted on a bar.
He much did wish to represent great Mars, the god of war.
On a high platform there he did stand and loudly he did crow:
He drooped his wings and turned his tail to us at Waterloo.
  
The valiant Duke of Brunswick fell in the field that day,
And many a gallant officer fell in the awful fray,
And many a British soldier lay wounded in their gore
Upon the plains of Waterloo where the thundrin’ cannons roar.

On the 18th day of June, me boys, eighteen hundred and fifteen,
Both horse and foot they did advance, most glorious to be seen.
Both horse and foot they did advance and the bugle horn did blow,
And the sons of France were made to dance on the plains of Waterloo.

Sunday, June 17, 2018

Being the Fifteenth Day of June, 2108 ...

Angela and Paul kicked off with memories of misspent youth ...


Smoking those silly little cigarettes.

Berry took us to Texas ...


Sweetest town I've ever seen.

Jane and Phil reminded us of revolt in a Dorset village ...



We sang it better!


... and steal all our land.


Bryan went shopping ...
Will the kids eat this?

Now, here is an essay in concentration by Berry accompanied by Ken ...

Captions invited!
*See post script.

In fact they were complaining about Royal Mail ...

Don't bring me no blues!

Angela chose her burial ground ...

Perhaps he will weep for me.

Paul described a magnificent piece of civil engineering on the Columbia River ...


Mike sang of a legendary voyager, Saint Brendan ...



Dogsbody lamented a lost love ...

Broken hearted I'll wander ...

And here is Ken, again ...

Not much fun ...

Phil and Jane offered transportation to a new home ...

We declined the generous offer of a lift,
but enjoyed singing about it before we
departed.
....................

*POST SCRIPT:

Now, about this caption competition ...
You are invited to submit your own captions for that image of Berry and Ken.
Just contribute via 'comments' and the most tasteful and amusing will be published up-front.
Anonymous comments will be discarded!

Here is Ken's desperate thought ...


And Berry comments ...
" They call it collaboration!
In the same club - playing together - but playing out of time - totally different tunes!
Come and join us - this is easy to beat!"

Then it all got very silly!