2007 - February

[Mid Life Crisis Marathon Man]

Here's an unusual one.

A mosquito cried out in pain:
"A chemist has poisoned my brain!"
The cause of his sorrow
was paradichlorodiphenyltrichloroethane

Well that was better than Andy's effort

Jeez Andy, we need you back mate, and in good form. This "how I run a marathon" psychobabble bullshit just isn't the same. Come on, tell us about the lonesome cry of the curlew, serial murderers and train crashes again!

Otherwise I might have to have a go meself, and I don't think SP will be very pleased. I only know character assasination

[El Gordo]

Sorry chaps. I'll get out there, but not this weekend. At least my sweat glands are in good form. I'm soaked.

"There is nothing better in life than writing on the sole of your slipper with a biro..."

[Mid Life Crisis Marathon Man]

Well take a hot toddy and get better Andy... hopefully you'll wake up healthier after a good sleep. Cheers mate.

[El Gordo]

Thanks cobber. I've been off the alcohol today but ENTIRELY FOR MEDICINAL PURPOSES, I suppose I could sample, er, ingest a spot of that Hine VSOP that's been sitting round since Christmas '05...

Good night all. Appreciate the good wishes.

[glaconman]

Indeed. I've been laid low for what seems like weeks with an innccesant bloody cold. But I find the only thing that really gives me any benefit is a decent bottle of Almagnac. Right booze for the right occassion. That's all you need old boy.

[El Gordo]

Indeed. I've been laid low for what seems like weeks with an innccesant bloody cold. But I find the only thing that really gives me any benefit is a decent bottle of Almagnac. Right booze for the right occassion. That's all you need old boy.

Is that Wisden's Cricketer's Almagnac?

[Seafront Plodder]

Atlas(t) an entry. How very Sisyphusian of you Andy.

[Sweder]

Atlas(t) an entry. How very Sisyphusian* of you Andy.

That would have been more appropriate had Andy sought solace in Rolling Rock

[Nigel]

'That twiddly D chord'.

Do you mean Dsus4 ? I'd agree with that one, definitely.

Here comes the sun. Oh yes.

[El Gordo]

'That twiddly D chord'.

Do you mean Dsus4 ? I'd agree with that one, definitely.

Here comes the sun. Oh yes.

Well done, Nigel. I did wonder whether to spell it out, but decided I could rely on the cerebral nature of our community.

Geeky note: It's actually just a D shape, played at the 7th fret, making it an A.

[Nigel]

Thanks for that. I learn something new every day around here.

Although, admittedly, it's not always exactly what I'd expected to learn. But maybe that's why I'm here.

Right then, I'll get me coat (as Sweder would certainly say).

[stillwaddler]

Hope you are feeling better Andy, I'm sure the Hine did the trick, did you try it with the two candles at the end of the bed cold cure method? Although I think that's supposed to work better with whisky ;-)

Well, the big Five Oh, what can I say, except contrary to popular belief there really is life after 50 and if you're lucky it will still be bl***y good

Have spent the last week in God's own Foresaken county - Norfolk ( apologies to any Flatlanders out there) so am only just catching up on things here at RC.

(somebody has reminded me that I am supposed to be running a 10k on Sunday, but we won't dwell on it now):o

[Mid Life Crisis Marathon Man]

Fab entry Andy - I've copied that one into my "Best of RC" file. That's the one I read when I need motivation and the Rocky movies just aren't working for me anymore.

[El Gordo]

Hope it works for me too. I'm sure it will. I'm raring to go.

Raring, I say.... RARING!!!!!!!

[El Gordo]

Atlas(t) an entry. How very Sisyphusian of you Andy.

Sisyphus, of course.

I only just realised what you're on about. Odd, as I've invoked the fellow before.

I'll change it.

[Sweder]

A most enjoyable and, if I may say so, upbeat post.
I wish I could share your enthusiasm, but suspect I'm suffering from almost the exact opposite; too much running. Despite virtually a week off this week I'm lethargic, feeling heavy and none too positive about the weekend. It's an unusual place for me to be. Your post comes as a welcome zephyr of hope in a troubled time; I'll read it again in the wee small hours of Sunday morning.

[stillwaddler]

Best of luck for Sunday Sweder, you'll be fine by the time you get to the start.

[Ana]

I wish I could share your enthusiasm, but suspect I'm suffering from almost the exact opposite; too much running.

Toi qui marches dans le vent
Seul dans la trop grande ville
Avec le cafard tranquille du passant
Toi qu'elle a laissé tomber
Pour courir vers d'autres lunes
Pour courir d'autres fortunes
L'important...

L'important c'est la rose
L'important c'est la rose
L'important c'est la rose
Crois-moi

Toi qui cherches quelque argent
Pour te boucler la semaine
Dans la ville tu promènes ton ballant
Cascadeur, soleil couchant
Tu passes devant les banques
Si tu n'es que saltimbanque
L'important...

L'important c'est la rose
L'important c'est la rose
L'important c'est la rose
Crois-moi

Toi, petit, que tes parents
Ont laissé seul sur la terre
Petit oiseau sans lumière, sans printemps
Dans ta veste de drap blanc
Il fait froid comme en Bohème
T'as le cœur comme en carême
Et pourtant...

L'important c'est la rose
L'important c'est la rose
L'important c'est la rose
Crois-moi

Toi pour qui, donnant-donnant
J'ai chanté ces quelques lignes
Comme pour te faire un signe en passant
Dis à ton tour maintenant
Que la vie n'a d'importance
Que par une fleur qui danse
Sur le temps...

L'important c'est la rose
L'important c'est la rose
L'important c'est la rose
Crois-moi

Gilbert Becaud

[Sweder]

How nice to be reminded of Gilbert Becaud - 'Mr 100,000 volts'.
He wrote songs made famous by such lumineries as James Brown, Elvis, Nina Simone and co-wrote Love On The Rocks with Neil Diamond. He rests alongside some great singers/ poets/ innovators in the Père Lachaise Cemetery. I wonder what amazing conversations Monsieur Becaud would enjoy with Jim Morrison or with the Little Sparrow?

Thank you, Ana.
'He who runs with the wind' - I like that very much.
I shall indeed be 'running to other moons' on Sunday, and if my courage should desert me on those bleak and desperate hills I will recall this song, and with it summons my last reserves of strength.

[Antonio247]

Best of luck on Sunday, Sw. By the way, what race are you taking part in?

Greetings from Almería

Antonio