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Saturday, 31 March 2012

Smile :)

"Smile" is a song based on an instrumental theme used in the soundtrack for the 1936 Charlie Chaplin movie Modern Times. This song was composed by the wonderfully talented Charlie Chaplin - I've mentioned him in one of my older blogs.

The version I love is that from Michael Jackson. The lyrics are there to tell the listener to basically cheer up, because there is always tomorrow. The message is to just smile. Nat King Cole also has a lovely version of this song - he was the original singer for this song.

Just a little something for when we may be feeling blue.

Have a lovely evening.


p.s - Please check out some of Charlie Chaplin's silent movies. They are fantastic. Simple they may appear, but there is such a deep and meaningful message behind each of his films. My favourites would be 'The Kid' and 'Modern Times'

I actually have this poster in my room :)

Anniversary of The RMS Titanic

Good afternoon. Hope the Easter Holidays are being thoroughly enjoyed!

I'm sure many of you who have watched the news lately have heard about Titanic Belfast; the new tourist attraction which aims to tell the story of the RMS Titanic. I have always been interested in the story of the Titanic.

Ever since the big blockbuster I've been reading many articles and facts about what actually happened that dreadful night. There are so many questions of 'what if?' and 'who was to blame?', that I think it is fair to say that no-one will really truly know what happened.

I hope to visit Titanic Belfast in summer. It'll be £13.50 well spent! Although, I am a little bit disappointed that the construction of the grand staircase within the building is not part of the tour itself. This is not part of the tour as it is only open to business 'class' when they hire that particular area for a function. It's a shame that there is still a little bit of class division going on. The grand staircase was the thing I was most looking forward to on my future visit.

I know this wasn't a real part of the story, but I absolutely loved the movie and adored 'The Heart of the Ocean' necklace, worn by Rose. I had to buy a replica! Here it is :)

Anyway, just a short post today. As soon as I've visited the museum, I'll give you my verdict on here.

Good day,

Madame Norrby

Friday, 30 March 2012

A (war) Poet everyone should know about

One of my favourite poems, by my favourite war poet: Siegfried Sassoon


We’d gained our first objective hours before
While dawn broke like a face with blinking eyes,
Pallid, unshaved and thirsty, blind with smoke.
Things seemed all right at first. We held their line,
With bombers posted, Lewis guns well placed,
And clink of shovels deepening the shallow trench.
The place was rotten with dead; green clumsy legs
High-booted, sprawled and grovelled along the saps
And trunks, face downward, in the sucking mud,
Wallowed like trodden sand-bags loosely filled;
And naked sodden buttocks, mats of hair,
Bulged, clotted heads slept in the plastering slime.
And then the rain began,—the jolly old rain!

A yawning soldier knelt against the bank,
Staring across the morning blear with fog;
He wondered when the Allemands would get busy;
And then, of course, they started with five-nines
Traversing, sure as fate, and never a dud.
Mute in the clamour of shells he watched them burst
Spouting dark earth and wire with gusts from hell,
While posturing giants dissolved in drifts of smoke.
He crouched and flinched, dizzy with galloping fear,
Sick for escape,—loathing the strangled horror
And butchered, frantic gestures of the dead.

An officer came blundering down the trench:
‘Stand-to and man the fire-step!’ On he went...
Gasping and bawling, ‘Fire-step ... counter-attack!’
Then the haze lifted. Bombing on the right
Down the old sap: machine-guns on the left;
And stumbling figures looming out in front.
‘O Christ, they’re coming at us!’ Bullets spat,
And he remembered his rifle ... rapid fire...
And started blazing wildly ... then a bang
Crumpled and spun him sideways, knocked him out
To grunt and wriggle: none heeded him; he choked
And fought the flapping veils of smothering gloom,
Lost in a blurred confusion of yells and groans...
Down, and down, and down, he sank and drowned,
Bleeding to death. The counter-attack had failed.

Siegfried Sassoon 1886 - 1967