Happy Birthday & Happy New Year!

Just a quick visit to wish everyone a Happy New Year - especially my baby girl who turns 32  today! I so wish I was just a 10 minute bus trip away as she can't always make it back to the Motherland from London to celebrate it!   I'm not a great celebrator at the bells, so this party-pooper will most likely be bed for midnight!  Rabbie would be well pissed off with me, but auld acquaintances of mine are rarely forgotten!   A lot of my bloglist may not know that I'm back but I'm off for a very looooong catch up with some personal hellos!

Leaving a version of Auld Lang Syne with accompanied visions of Scotland.   In truth, I usually can't stand the screechy noise from bagpipes but they get me ever so teary each Hogmanay.   It's these times I miss my own Auld Man the most, you see.



Whadda ya mean this fonts too small for some to read....?

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Country Callings

Air and land, an ever-essence
Silences be there to shout
Trusting life in khaki blessings
Tiring of barbaric clout

Humble merchants, seeking shelter
Renegades before the end
Staring, as surroundings welter
Be enemy or be it friend

Markings left from lithe abrasions
Wounded heart, and shrapnelled skies
Takes only one to fill a nation
Forever thanked in lullabies 
  
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Though from WWII, this week's Magpie Tale is in memory of my dad (on guitar) and his fellow comrades. This picture was taken in his POW camp in 1942/43.  Music and song helped keep the moral up, if not the trousers, as he used to say! The poem is in tribute to all war heroes.

                 ♥.........Miss you, auld yin!.......♥
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