Thanks Bob, intersting and therapeutic. It keeps ya off the streets. [wink11] [biggrin]
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Thanks Bob, intersting and therapeutic. It keeps ya off the streets. [wink11] [biggrin]
Bob,
Are you familiar with this poem?
Poems - McAndrew's Hymn
Foxtel has given us free access to all their movies , plus the drama channel, until June. Only trouble is, I can't find the cowboy movies. There is one with Humphrey Gocart in it, might check it out. Don't want to get square eyes though. The garden may finally get the attention it deserves.[tonguewink]
That's my life. Thank you so very much, I know some old Steamies I can share that with. Before this the Sand Pebbles was my favourite 'go to' to capture the old feelings about steam, especially when Holman was explaining the workings of the triple expansion " stim " engine. You can see one at the Maritime museum in Brisbane, on the old frigate there.
sand pebbles movie - Bing
More on the poem, I was forced by curiosity to dig deeper, and found this.
“… but it may help you a little to know that the ship “McAndrew’s Hymn” belongs to is the old Doric, once an Atlantic White Star I think, and now a Shaw, Savill, Albion boat running to New Zealand via the Cape of Good Hope and home round the horn. She’d be about the same type, in her engine fittings, as the Germanic or the Brittanic (sic) I should say – i.e., in no sense a new boat with any special gear. When I was on her her l(low).p(pressure). cylinder had a play of about an inch and a half on the columns and every piece of machinery had the muffled and protected look of a long-voyage boat. Not a bit like the shiny stuff on a racing Atlantic hotel; but lapped and swathed and junked up and all white with salt-crust.
"Bread upon the waters " a short story by Rudyard Kipling. What a way with words. EDIT
There is no small free-board to Janet McPhee, nor is garance any subdued tint; and with all this unexplained pride and glory in the air I felt like watching fireworks without knowing the festival
"Bread Upon The Waters"
It has long been one of my favourite poems. I have a copy of the volume "The Seven Seas", first published October 1896, my copy is a nineteenth edition published May 1912. And no, I did not buy it new, I bought it in a S/H bookshop perhaps 20 years ago. I have been familiar with the poem for probably fifty years, coming across it in my father's "Collected Works" of Kipling. He (my father) had a few favourite poems from Kipling, but this was not one of them.
I thought from the stories you have just posted that you might appreciate it.
I was at primary school in the early 1950's. What are now "Special Education Schools" were then "Opportunity Schools". Most of the kids at Oppo schools were quite visibly handicapped. My primary school in Brisbane had around 900 pupils and most classes were over 50 pupils with a couple between 60 & 70 kids. I remember quite a few kids who nowadays would be in a special school. Various problems which must have made life difficult for parents and teachers. I think many were just allowed to drift along never passing an exam until they turned 14 when the Head Master would suggest to the parents that the child had reached leaving age and really............
Yes Kipling , a product of Empire. I will publish some more poems, they represent another time and place.
IF;
If— by Rudyard Kipling | Poetry Foundation
My Dad's favourite, Gunga Din.
Gunga Din by Rudyard Kipling | Poetry Foundation