You must go on without us.
*nibbles tomato*
This evening.
Unspecified supermarket, Dublin.
Thanks Dynamic Events
Warning of ‘exceptional cold weather event’ (RTÉ)
Meanwhile…
The panic buying has started already #BeastFromTheEast #Snowmageddon! No bread or milk left in Dunne’s Blanch! @broadsheet_ie pic.twitter.com/qI0qZZe3xa
— Con Kennedy (@ConKennedy) February 26, 2018
Escalating.
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“I am just going outside and may be some time”
Nicely referenced.
It was a favourite of mine when I was in school.
What did you do in school?
Was it behind the bicycle-sheds?
So did I.
I think me and you might have met up at one time.
I was the guy with a beard…
#donttellbertie
We didn’t have bike sheds in my school…
You must be thinking of someone else.
I couldn’t remember where that quote was from, so I googled it, and this popped up…. https://www.theguardian.com/uk/2002/oct/14/books.artsandhumanities
It’s a Derek Mahon poem, called Antarctica.
‘I am just going outside and may be some time.’
The others nod, pretending not to know.
At the heart of the ridiculous, the sublime.
He leaves them reading and begins to climb,
Goading his ghost into the howling snow;
He is just going outside and may be some time.
The tent recedes beneath its crust of rime
And frostbite is replaced by vertigo:
At the heart of the ridiculous, the sublime.
Need we consider it some sort of crime,
This numb self-sacrifice of the weakest? No,
He is just going outside and may be some time
In fact, for ever. Solitary enzyme,
Though the night yield no glimmer there will glow,
At the heart of the ridiculous, the sublime.
He takes leave of the earthly pantomime
Quietly, knowing it is time to go.
‘I am just going outside and may be some time.’
At the heart of the ridiculous, the sublime.
I just knew it as an Oates quote, I didn’t realise there was a poem, every day’s a school day:)
Thanks Milly
lovely
Its a beautiful poem.
I’d forgotten that poem, and it is brilliant. This is another, unrelated one I’d forgotten and came across today that also gave me goosebumps:
“Naming of Parts” by Henry Reed
Today we have naming of parts. Yesterday,
We had daily cleaning. And tomorrow morning,
We shall have what to do after firing. But to-day,
Today we have naming of parts. Japonica.
Glistens like coral in all of the neighbouring gardens,
And today we have naming of parts.
This is the lower sling swivel. And this
Is the upper sling swivel, whose use you will see,
When you are given your slings. And this is the piling swivel,
Which in your case you have not got. The branches
Hold in the gardens their silent, eloquent gestures,
Which in our case we have not got.
This is the safety-catch, which is always released
With an easy flick of the thumb. And please do not let me
See anyone using his finger. You can do it quite easy
If you have any strength in your thumb. The blossoms
Are fragile and motionless, never letting anyone see
Any of them using their finger.
And this you can see is the bolt. The purpose of this
Is to open the breech, as you see. We can slide it
Rapidly backwards and forwards: we call this
Easing the spring. And rapidly backwards and forwards
The early bees are assaulting and fumbling the flowers:
They call it easing the Spring.
They call it easing the Spring: it is perfectly easy
If you have any strength in your thumb: like the bolt,
And the breech, and the cocking-piece, and the point of balance,
Which in our case we have not got; and the almond-blossom
Silent in all of the gardens and the bees going backwards and forwards,
For today we have naming of parts.
These are brilliant :)
very soothing somehow
We should have more poems
I will arise & go now..& go to Innisfree, & a tall cabin built there of clay & wattles made..for I hear it in the deep hearts core, something something etc. That’s all i could remember.
nine bean rows will I have there. a hive for the honeybee, and live all alone in the bee loud glade
For peace comes dropping slow? something something.. it’s all coming back to me..ugh.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow….etc. It’s The Lake Isle of Innis Free by W.B.Yeats, Anne, a great favourite
Oh that’s lovely. How very dreamy, almost uncanny.
Thankyou both.
That was a nice way to start the day.
A regular poety corner would be nice.
Agreed.
Thoroughly enjoyed those.
Encore!
“The pig if I am not mistaken
Supplies us sausage, ham and bacon
Let others say its heart is big
I call it stupid of the pig.”
Also
A bit of talcum is always walcum.
he wiped his arse with a bit of brown paper
the paper was thin
and his finger went in
and that was the end of “….” the traitor
We’re all right. We have our lentils, we have our rice, we have our onions and carrots and celery – and we have our Oates.
Have ye all lost the run of yerselves?
the drama
Apparently nobody wants onions, even in a crisis
Everyone crying with fear already.
Oh God how will we survive on a meager diet of onions, tomatoes, cucumbers, assorted greens and O’Hanlon Herbs?
*emerges from snowbound refuge miraculously cured of rickets and scurvy*
ahahahah very funnily put Nigel
I was going to make a smart pants comment about Irish people panicking enough to buy veg but that you beat me to it and with panache
We’ve already decided who we’re going to eat if we have to resort to cannibalism in the office. Joe will be tasty but we’ll have to shave him well first
You’re going to eat him from the outside in? That’s a very bad plan. You guys will never survive.
Oh the humanity
WE DIDN’T LISTEN!!
What time does Fallon & Byrne close?
Title should be
Save yourshelves
:)
Oh Jaysus. I can’t even remember the ‘Big Freeze’ of 1982 although my advanced years tell me I survived it. When did people become such jessies?
Jaysus, Sheik, was ‘early onset’ a thing back in 1982?
I believe the vernacular is snowflakes ironically enough Sheikh
I got an extra litre of milk, just to be on the safe side.
Just another day in the Blanch.
(Calls security about those cameras)
Panic. Consume. Panic. Consume. Panic. Consume. Masturbate. Panic.
Fin
jaysus that was a fast Tuesday
Life’s Great When You ‘Bate
So, pretty much a regular Tuesday chez moi then?
Ha Ha! I live in Norway!! In the shops, they fill the (unplugged) indoor freezers with the fruit and put the pizzas outside. My tyres have spikes in them!! Ha Ha!
(I will not be laughing when it’s still minus 18 in May)
But for now, HAHAHAHAHA!!!
You won’t be laughing when you find your pizzas are gone, what’s your address again? :)
I’m wise to your shenanigan.
Is finding your pizzas gone like waking up dead?
they’ll only be covered in salmon or something else that doesn’t belong there
Norway (fun fact) is the highest consumer of pizza per capita in the world, also, coffee. And, for what it’s worth, the frozen pizza here is deplorably bad. I mean throw it in the bin, rather starve bad.
what’s the best food there ?
@Janet. Unfortunately the best food is also pizza.
Not far wrong. Popular does not necessarily mean tasty. Pølser (hot dogs) are sold in every shop and garage, for breakfast lunch and dinner. I’m struggling to think of something that stands out that is specifically Norwegian.
Friday 2nd March will be known as Ragin’ Friday where everyone has to dump their short life bread as it’s gone mouldy and the light dusting of snow was nothing really to panic about. Emma’s around Ireland will be blamed in some way for having the same name. My sister Ophelia isn’t right since last year.
jump in with a nice bread pudding before it gets to that
Then Emma can be remembered as a cosy comfy sticky bit of puddin
someone like you should be in charge of everything.
just imagined a mini me statue made out of bread
power does corrupt
NYOM NYOM!
Oh, sorry! I had it marmaladed up and eaten before I knew what it was.
bite me
Or make sopa castillana a lovely soup with old bread it’s gorgeous on a cold day. But also bread pudding.
oooh new recipe !
poems and recipes
It’s a good day
*Makes mental note to defrost panettone b’n’b pudding tonight* I’ll be fat but fed during the imminent Snowpocalypse.
@Murtles: Your sister knew what she was getting into when she married Ed Balls.
The only problem getting food will be caused by people who have bought food they don’t need. They are creating the problem they are worried about.
Welcome to the human race..it’s all about ME. Fupp everyone else.
Tiocfaidh ár thaw.