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Jenkins
Legendary Member
- Location
- Felixstowe
Lousy night's sleep & some weird nightmares last night, complete with stomach cramps all due to a couple of aples eaten after tea. Don't know why, it just happens very occasionally so I stay off them for a while (unless processed, fermented and canned/bottled of course).
The stiff northerly breeze certainly cleared my head on the way to work, as did the even colder rain showers and there was a repeated dose on the way home just to make sure.
Have a big Bah Humbug from Suffolk.
The stiff northerly breeze certainly cleared my head on the way to work, as did the even colder rain showers and there was a repeated dose on the way home just to make sure.
Have a big Bah Humbug from Suffolk.
deptfordmarmoset
Full time tea drinker
- Location
- Armonmy Way
And as it says on the tin...
classic33
Leg End Member
As you ramble through life,
whatever be your goal;
Keep your eye upon the doughnut,
and not upon the hole.
Truckers Christmas Poem
Twas the night before Christmas. He drove all alone.
In a freightliner condo made of steel and cargo.
I had come down highway With foot to the floor,
And to see just who, was behind that door.
I looked all about, A strange sight I did see.
No kids, No wife, Not even a family.
No wreath on grill, Just a man with a smile,
I read on the truck, we go the extra mile.
With lights of color, Wheels spinning round,
I thought to myself, He must be city bound.
For this truck was different, It was dark and dreary,
I found the home of a trucker, Once I could see clearly.
The driver sat driving, Silent, Alone,
Sitting up on the seat In this one bedroom dome.
The face was so gentle, The truck looked a new,
Not how I pictured A professional driver, who knew.
Was this the hero of whom i'd just read?
Who saved a small child, From being dead?
I realized the families That I saw that night.
Owed their lives to these truckers Who drive by night.
Soon round the country, The children would play,
And grownups would celebrate A bright Christmas day.
They all enjoy gifts Each month of the year,
Because of the truckers, Like the one I see here.
I couldn't help wonder How many drive alone,
On a cold Christmas eve In a land far from home.
The very thought Brought a tear to my eye,
I got out my tissue And started to cry.
The trucker yelled And I heard a rough voice,
"Hey, Don't cry, This life is my choice;
I drive for the people, I don't ask for much,
My life is my God, My country, My truck."
The trucker rolled on to finish his job,
I couldn't control it, I continued to sob.
I kept thinking for hours, So silent and still
And thought can he finish Does he have enough will.
I didn't want to continue On that cold, dark, night,
This guardian of honor So willing to drive.
Then the trucker slowed down, With a voice soft and pure,
Whispered, "Carry on Mr, It's Christmas Day, All is ok."
One look at my watch, And I knew he was right.
"Merry Christmas my friend, And to all a Good Night.
Author---Tammy Wiggin
whatever be your goal;
Keep your eye upon the doughnut,
and not upon the hole.
Truckers Christmas Poem
Twas the night before Christmas. He drove all alone.
In a freightliner condo made of steel and cargo.
I had come down highway With foot to the floor,
And to see just who, was behind that door.
I looked all about, A strange sight I did see.
No kids, No wife, Not even a family.
No wreath on grill, Just a man with a smile,
I read on the truck, we go the extra mile.
With lights of color, Wheels spinning round,
I thought to myself, He must be city bound.
For this truck was different, It was dark and dreary,
I found the home of a trucker, Once I could see clearly.
The driver sat driving, Silent, Alone,
Sitting up on the seat In this one bedroom dome.
The face was so gentle, The truck looked a new,
Not how I pictured A professional driver, who knew.
Was this the hero of whom i'd just read?
Who saved a small child, From being dead?
I realized the families That I saw that night.
Owed their lives to these truckers Who drive by night.
Soon round the country, The children would play,
And grownups would celebrate A bright Christmas day.
They all enjoy gifts Each month of the year,
Because of the truckers, Like the one I see here.
I couldn't help wonder How many drive alone,
On a cold Christmas eve In a land far from home.
The very thought Brought a tear to my eye,
I got out my tissue And started to cry.
The trucker yelled And I heard a rough voice,
"Hey, Don't cry, This life is my choice;
I drive for the people, I don't ask for much,
My life is my God, My country, My truck."
The trucker rolled on to finish his job,
I couldn't control it, I continued to sob.
I kept thinking for hours, So silent and still
And thought can he finish Does he have enough will.
I didn't want to continue On that cold, dark, night,
This guardian of honor So willing to drive.
Then the trucker slowed down, With a voice soft and pure,
Whispered, "Carry on Mr, It's Christmas Day, All is ok."
One look at my watch, And I knew he was right.
"Merry Christmas my friend, And to all a Good Night.
Author---Tammy Wiggin
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deptfordmarmoset
Full time tea drinker
- Location
- Armonmy Way
Bonne fête!
Reynard
Guru
- Location
- Cambridgeshire, UK
Reynard
Guru
- Location
- Cambridgeshire, UK
Have a 
and a mince pie and am watching Midnight Mass from Clifton Cathedral
and a mince pie and am watching Midnight Mass from Clifton Cathedral
Reynard
Guru
- Location
- Cambridgeshire, UK
Right, bed for me.
Nunnight one and all xxx
Nunnight one and all xxx
classic33
Leg End Member
SithiRight, bed for me.
Nunnight one and all xxx
Kempstonian
Has the memory of a goldfish
- Location
- Bedford
As I said before, I don't do Cristmas - but if I did I'd be wishing all you Mundanians a good un! 
Plenty of
and 
Plenty of
and 
Gravity Aided
Legendary Member
- Location
- Land of Lincoln
Bon FestivusAs I said before, I don't do Cristmas - but if I did I'd be wishing all you Mundanians a good un!
Plenty of
Gravity Aided
Legendary Member
- Location
- Land of Lincoln
Merry Christmas to you all, I'm still in Christmas Eve.
Magpies
Über Member
- Location
- Cambridgeshire / Singapore
Merry Xmas to all
