... and when a change is made that alters the meaning? In God rest you merry, gentlemen the last line has morphed from this holy tide of Christmas all other doth deface ... into ... all other doth efface which alters the meaning somewhat.
But then, how many carol sheets are printed with the comma in the opening line in the wrong place so we have God rest you, merry gentlemen - in other words the worse for drink - rather than God rest you merry, gentlemen meaning be cheerful.
I rather like that, Karl - and most people round here know how much I hate messed-about-with hymns!
We've had a few carol-singing gigs this year, so D. and I (with a bit of help from t'interweb) typed out a sheet with words, and made sure they matched those in Carols for Choirs, which is by definition correct.
BT. We were supposed to have an engineer come to the house on Tuesday afternoon. We were asked to move furniture to ensure the engineer had clear access. It took an hour to move all the boxes etc out of the study. The engineer did not come.
We rebooked for this morning. Meanwhile, the contents of the study were left strewn round the rest of the house. The engineer was a no-show for the second time.
The engineer (Daniel) came today, on a Saturday! He arrived promptly and was very helpful. The problem is outwith our house, and has been reported to the engineers who fix outside cables. So not fixed yet, but at least we have progress.
Gift bags and boxes are much easier than wrapping. Sometimes, they can be gotten cheaply (dollar store, etc.) and they can be reused. Also works to use something like a reusable shopping bag, especially those fold-up ones, which becomes part of the present.
Gift bags and boxes are much easier than wrapping. Sometimes, they can be gotten cheaply (dollar store, etc.) and they can be reused. Also works to use something like a reusable shopping bag, especially those fold-up ones, which becomes part of the present.
FWIW, YMMV.
Amen to that - some of our gift bags have been in the family for years!
...Yes, I'm looking at the NEH and Once in royal David's city. ...
But what did they do to it?
Took the first line of verse 3 and bolted into the last 5 of verse 4 so you only have 5 verses as opposed to the usual 6: and in the last verse instead of When like stars his children... they'be altered it to Where like stars ... which is beyond irritating
In the case of God rest you merry, gentlemen there are numerous differences, they've excised completely the bit about the Shepherds at those tidings rejoiced much in mind, and left their flocks a-sleeping in tempest, storm and wind
.... they've excised completely the bit about the Shepherds at those tidings rejoiced much in mind, and left their flocks a-sleeping in tempest, storm and wind
Possibly because they couldn't get it to rhyme? It's not as if it's rocket science - tempest, storm and wynd.
All your horrid ailments are putting my hell consignments (having no money, and the bureaucracy of lawyers and pension providers that's preventing access to what we should have) into perspective. Hope you all feel much better very soon.
...Yes, I'm looking at the NEH and Once in royal David's city. ...
But what did they do to it?
Took the first line of verse 3 and bolted into the last 5 of verse 4 so you only have 5 verses as opposed to the usual 6: and in the last verse instead of When like stars his children... they'be altered it to Where like stars ... which is beyond irritating
I don't know about the last verse change, but the verse 3 and 4 change is what Kings did before skipping that part altogether. I do think it is an improvement. There are aspects of Mrs Alexander's purposes which are not fitting nowadays - like the divine ordering of the positions of rich and poor which no-one now sings about in "All things Bright".
The real estate agency who requested $5 from my bond refund. I'm not sure what $5 will pay for...or what it is in aid of. Did I forget to change a light bulb?
WTF? A light bulb costs $5? Tell them to get a cheaper one...
Meanwhile, TICTH the way in which the word 'migrants' is often used pejoratively in our fair (but unfair) Ukland.
These poor people, fleeing perhaps from ghastly existences in Iran, Iraq, Afghanistan etc. - thank you so much, Mr. Trump - are trying desperately (via evil traffickers) to find a slightly better life.
Jesu, mercy. Mary, pray.
(I was woken at 5am today by the coastguard jellychopper looking for a further boatload. Full marks to the coastguards and police for the humane way in which they deal with these waifs and strays, but I consign to the deepest depths of Hell the unfeeling Gits in 'government' and 'the media' who condemn these folk out of hand).
Another one for the WTF category: last night we ordered a car to pick us up at the airport. The driver and husband en rouge went round to the back of the car to put the luggage in the boot and meanwhile I applied myself to attaching the baby seat and strapping Captain Pyjamas inside it, which was taking me a while because it was dark and he hadn't put any of the lights on. Before I finish installing the infant in the back the driver gets in the front and starts to drive off, running over my foot in the process.
How the everliving expletive does a driver set out without noticing that all the passengers aren't yet in the car???
Fortunately I was wearing big hiking boots (Christmas present from my parents that wouldn't fit in the suitcase) or he totally would have broken my foot.
Hmm. I suppose it all depends on whether other potential customers (or victims) check the firm online before calling them....
It's a pity that (a) smashing wing-mirrors, (b) putting superglue on door-handles, and (c) letting down tyres, are all illegal (if satisfying) activities, at least in Ukland.
Not that I am suggesting Any Such Thing, of course.
It does rather depend if you *accidentally* smash wing mirrors with your brake levers or not. Good luck justifying that one to the nice policeman as a complaint, driver who was far too close for comfort.
Two things.
The idiot driving his car whilst on his phone who nearly went into me just now as he couldn't steer properly.
Our geriatric car which we lent to our daughter for New Year's Eve and now won't start.....
Especially now that the cream eggs in the US are produced by Hershey and taste like plastic. I guess it is also to early to complain about the cream eggs as the Wise Men have yet to arrive, but I bet they would not like them either.
Horrid things, fit only to be fed to The House Of Toddlers (aka 'Parliament' )....so that their little tum-tums are upset, and their Mummies and Daddies have to keep them at home in bed, with a chunder-bucket by their sides...
Speaking of overly sweet stuff that many people seem to really like- Nutella. I like hazelnut candies. I like peanut butter (and jelly ) . I like hazelnut flavored coffee. I cannot bear Nutella. Ew.
Love the creme eggs. Love hazelnuts - hate nutella.
TICTH the eyeglasses company who said my new ones would be ready at noon today and then called back to say that one of the lenses was improperly made and it would be at least another week for them to replace it. Sigh. My last new pair was seven years ago and it took a lot to convince myself to spend the money. Will try to summon up more patience.
I've always found creme eggs disgustingly sweet. Even as a child I used to cautiously bite off an end of chocolate then use the hole I'd made to empty out the creme and rinse it off the chocolate so I could eat that unadulterated. These days I don't like the chocolate enough either.
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But then, how many carol sheets are printed with the comma in the opening line in the wrong place so we have God rest you, merry gentlemen - in other words the worse for drink - rather than God rest you merry, gentlemen meaning be cheerful.
We've had a few carol-singing gigs this year, so D. and I (with a bit of help from t'interweb) typed out a sheet with words, and made sure they matched those in Carols for Choirs, which is by definition correct.
The engineer (Daniel) came today, on a Saturday! He arrived promptly and was very helpful. The problem is outwith our house, and has been reported to the engineers who fix outside cables. So not fixed yet, but at least we have progress.
Gift bags and boxes are much easier than wrapping. Sometimes, they can be gotten cheaply (dollar store, etc.) and they can be reused. Also works to use something like a reusable shopping bag, especially those fold-up ones, which becomes part of the present.
FWIW, YMMV.
Amen to that - some of our gift bags have been in the family for years!
TICTH depression, anxiety, and the subsequent lack of interest in all things Christmas that comes from both.
OTOH, the Faithful may well be edified by my absence...
In the case of God rest you merry, gentlemen there are numerous differences, they've excised completely the bit about the Shepherds at those tidings rejoiced much in mind, and left their flocks a-sleeping in tempest, storm and wind
I don't know about the last verse change, but the verse 3 and 4 change is what Kings did before skipping that part altogether. I do think it is an improvement. There are aspects of Mrs Alexander's purposes which are not fitting nowadays - like the divine ordering of the positions of rich and poor which no-one now sings about in "All things Bright".
I've always thought that!
The real estate agency who requested $5 from my bond refund. I'm not sure what $5 will pay for...or what it is in aid of. Did I forget to change a light bulb?
Meanwhile, TICTH the way in which the word 'migrants' is often used pejoratively in our fair (but unfair) Ukland.
These poor people, fleeing perhaps from ghastly existences in Iran, Iraq, Afghanistan etc. - thank you so much, Mr. Trump - are trying desperately (via evil traffickers) to find a slightly better life.
Jesu, mercy. Mary, pray.
(I was woken at 5am today by the coastguard jellychopper looking for a further boatload. Full marks to the coastguards and police for the humane way in which they deal with these waifs and strays, but I consign to the deepest depths of Hell the unfeeling Gits in 'government' and 'the media' who condemn these folk out of hand).
https://bbc.co.uk/news/world-us-canada-46709686
How the everliving expletive does a driver set out without noticing that all the passengers aren't yet in the car???
Fortunately I was wearing big hiking boots (Christmas present from my parents that wouldn't fit in the suitcase) or he totally would have broken my foot.
That's definitely cause for suing him into the middle of next week! Hope you and Captain Pyjamas are both all right!
The rating was, shall we say, unfavourable.
It's a pity that (a) smashing wing-mirrors, (b) putting superglue on door-handles, and (c) letting down tyres, are all illegal (if satisfying) activities, at least in Ukland.
Not that I am suggesting Any Such Thing, of course.
'What, you want to assault a Cripple? That'll look good in the local paper, or on your CV! Hi! Policeman - HELP!!'
Emotional blackmail? Sure - a useful weapon, which, frankly, I have no hesitation in using against Scrotes...
The idiot driving his car whilst on his phone who nearly went into me just now as he couldn't steer properly.
Our geriatric car which we lent to our daughter for New Year's Eve and now won't start.....
Horrid things, fit only to be fed to The House Of Toddlers (aka 'Parliament' )....so that their little tum-tums are upset, and their Mummies and Daddies have to keep them at home in bed, with a chunder-bucket by their sides...
Hence my Evil Desire to inflict them on the House of Toddlers.....
TICTH the eyeglasses company who said my new ones would be ready at noon today and then called back to say that one of the lenses was improperly made and it would be at least another week for them to replace it. Sigh. My last new pair was seven years ago and it took a lot to convince myself to spend the money. Will try to summon up more patience.
I don't like Mars bars either as too sweet.