Paint, Wind a Load of Rubbish and a Bent Floodlight!
To Paint.
Across an
ocean of canvas white
A stroke of beauty comes to light
The patterns even, contrast, and fair
Complexity in the mind created with care
Do not allow a single smear
To blotch the canvas and make unclear
What blossoms made with hand and mind
What intricacies you will find
A stroke of beauty comes to light
The patterns even, contrast, and fair
Complexity in the mind created with care
Do not allow a single smear
To blotch the canvas and make unclear
What blossoms made with hand and mind
What intricacies you will find
Jacob Traver
Let's face
it..... there is nothing quite so irritating as someone afflicted by `Pretentious
Gittery'....so I will open with an apology. You will by now
realise that I have my pretentious git
head on today and there is more than the above opener in store for you dear
reader should you venture further into this offering , an update on an amazing couple of
days even for Help the Hatters!
It started
on Wednesday, which you may know is not a day set aside for Help the Hatters E P Work Party's.
With the
Cheadle End paint work almost complete, but still needing some attention, Ray,
Keith and Liverpool Hatter Richard ignored this and turned up to finish the
job.
The first aisle
needed completing so Ray set about
this......
....whilst
Keith was intent on finishing the Disabled Area at the rear of the lower
tiers........
Liverpool
Hatter Richard did the Wednesday snapping taking time off for the odd selfy.....
Great job
guys , the stand looks a treat now!
On to
Thursday then, with John Gaskin at the helm, we had 18 out in various corners of EP doing stuff, although
a few less were on hand at the break for the ritual team photo......
The primary
target was set as the application of yer Oxford Blue on the Railway End rear
wall, and that was sorted with gusto.......
At this
point I lapse again to acknowledge the driving wind that ,ridiculously had the
writer adding thin layers to combat this ( nothing quite so bad as the wind
folks is there?)
Bowing To the Wind.
See the branches bow
down to the incessant wind,
the leaves join in the dance.
Steven Beesley
Steve shows greater enthusiasm than I could muster!
Meanwhile....elsewhere...sestras Anne and Jan set about converting a real neglected mess in
the car park.................
.......into something more fitting for the home of
a great Club on the rise.................
They were joined by Edd, and when I left ,having done
a great job, they were looking for other areas in the car park to clean up
...fantastic!
Before I left however I was able to clock Simon and
others doing a similar clean up job on the Pop Side Refreshment area....judge
for yourself, before.....
........after ( love it !)...........
David tootled about in the Cheadle End, whilst
Ralph , amongst other things ,restored to working order a clock located amongst
the car park debris.....
So....just to lighten up a bit, whilst continuing
the pretentious git element, I finish with something from Spike Milligan with
no particular relevance to the above....
You must never bath in Irish Stew.
You must never bath in Irish Stew,
It's a most illogical thing to do,
But should you persist against my reasoning,
Don't fail to add the appropriate seasoning.
Quite so......sessions next week....Monday from 10
am and Thursday from 6pm- mainly litter
picks after the Saturday/ Tuesday games.
Oh...and its the latest Car Boot on Sunday from ridiculous
o'clock.
If you can help at all at any time to suit yourself
twixt 7 am and 1 pm, please contact angela.moore53@ntlworld.com
Oh....and it was great to see the floodlights bowing in the wind as they were given their periodic check out.....
hedgegrower
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