Hello and good evening to all!
Thank you for all the congratulations. I ´m having to wait another few days as there were some adjusments to be made on the pagination. So it looks like the middle of next week, but I can wait
fabulous posts today, Nebalissima, no sooner are you back than my education continues, lovely pictures.
Anita, that is a great poem. Great. Victoria, that is an excellent movie and this is a wonderful song
Mirelli, I love your dancing cats. Julieta, Petranka, the Greek Professor, Maggie, Petra, Apodo, Nancy, Mary-butterfly, Gilorit and Naryana... Thank you so very much.
Fiona, I hope you continue to enjoy your busy time.
Mariethé, when is your course starting?
Anaisabel, great poem and video,thanks very much.
Dear Granny, sorry that you ´re pooped... Get some rest, you can have some of my sleep if you like, I don ´t seem to need it these days. (Hyper/Hyperactive), still, it ´ll catch up to me soon enough.
Stéphanie, I don ´t know if you do it deliberatly or you don ´t even realise it but you are very funny. The other day it was that comment on my ws about unusual words and today ´s comment on Colombia. " I didn ´t know this part of Columbia, nor do I know Columbia" That is actually very funny. A famous British comedian called Eric Morecambe once did a sketch with comments very similar to that one andit was hysterical.
Tonight ´s poem is on page 8 of my book. (i think. Now that the pages have been adjusted I ´m no longer sure)
This poem tells of one of the greatest love stories in the history of England.
Edward I, King of England fell in love with a beautiful Castilian Princess and she became his Queen. Eleanor de Castile was one of the most loved queens in history, she also happened to be stunningly beautiful, which helped I ´m sure.
Anyway, the poem is historically correct... Mostly.
“Edward and Eleanor”
It’s a story of undying love
That I’m here to tell you today,
So ladies, please take a seat
Gentlemen, you can stay that way.
It was many Easters ago
In a kingdom of rich and poor
Ruled by handsome King Edward
And his beautiful Queen Eleanor.
When he met Eleanor de Castile
Edward was speared by Cupid’s arrow
She was fair of physique and spirit
He called her his little sparrow.
Edward was an expansive king
And conquest was his trade
It was while in battle he was hit
By an arrow dipped in deadly nightshade.
Seeing her beloved dying
Lying there so moribund
Eleanor promptly bit down
And sucked the poison from his wound.
So the brave king recovered
He even became a believer
Alas, only to lose his beloved
Queen Eleanor died of a fever.
He had her body walked back to London
So that the populace could see their loss
Wherever the procession rested
There he had erected a stone cross.
From St Catherine’s Cross in Lincoln
To Charring Cross all the way
The crosses are mostly all gone
But the places remain to this day.
For the love of Eleanor, from your beloved Edward, King of England
Good night and God-bless each and everyone of you.
Great news Frank!!!!
a special place - I love the colours...
and good night from this part of the world.
good night...
she is a real killer!