WW 29th December 2010

The anticipated cast of thousands did not materialise. Only sufficient for Mary, Joseph and the Three Wise Men.

However, there were enough present to follow the star. This proved to be rather difficult as the star was playing up, being a little eccentric. In the beginning it appeared in the north, then it veered to the south east and finally it settled in the south west. Not at all in accordance with tradition. Nevertheless, the voyagers eventually nailed it.

Having reached their destination, the travellers distributed gifts of cheese, crisps, shortcake, sloe gin, sherry and scotch and quickly switched roles, next appearing as a Heavenly (but, quite small and musically adequate) Host.

All in all the cast performed admirably considering their reduced numbers. They richly deserved their subsequent self-congratulations in the boyless Whitty

WW 22nd December 2010

Out there
in the snow
making their way
to their goal
and back again.
Thinking of Christmas
a time for people
to be together
to sit together
to eat and drink together
to care for each other
to talk about what has been
and what may be to come.
So wherever you were
and wherever you are
have a happy
and
peaceful
Christmas.

WW 15th December 2010

Well, there are only 18 months to go
so if we are to take this at all seriously
and stand any chance at all
of gaining a place
or even getting to the final
or perhaps gaining a shiny medal
then we need to get on with it.
No more wandering about
aimlessly looking at this or that
or even that or this.
No, we all need to knuckle down
take the bull by the horns
put our best feet forward
and get some in.
After all there is a lot at stake
if we are to make the most
of this opportunity
to show what we can do
on our home ground.
Onward we will strive
to achieve glory, not because it is easy
but because we won't be able to do it.

WW 8th December 2010

Oh dear it was very cold and frosty.
And it was very long.
We were out for ages.
Did I overdo it?
They were all very polite.
All five of them tough boys.
Even when I couldn't find the proper path and lost my gloves in the dark.
They were very nice about it.
That pool was frozen solid.
Not even that Mike Raz could smash it up.
We didn't get to the pub till nearly 10.25pm.
But they did still talk to me.
And the beer was very good.
And the fire was warm.
I think they still like me.
Oh dear oh dear.

WW 1st December 2010

As the mere scribe it is not for me
to pass judgement or ascribe values.
All I am tasked to do is to report
what people tell me
as faithfully as possible
that's all.
So on a beautifully clear evening
with a gentle cooling breeze from the East.
The party gathered and set off
apparently in good heart.
For an invigorating wander
around and up to Roos Tor.
And then to the total consternation
of someone unnamed to me.
Some lazy, indolent, bone idle alcoholics decided to head straight for the pub.
Having hardly warmed up let alone had a half decent walk. Just what next?