Wednesday, 1 December 2010

Here come the men...!

We are going into week 10 of our Strictly Come Dancing competition over here in England. The boys are doing really well.  Last week I showed you two of the girls but this week, let's examine the boys!

 Never let it be said that British men are not sexy!

Here is Matt Baker dancing with his professional partner, Aliona Vilani.




and here's Gavin Henson (he's Welsh) dancing the Paso Doble with his partner Katya Virshilas.




and finally Scott Maslen and Natalie Lowe




We could well have a man in the final but I still like Kara Tointon best.  Ann Widdecombe is still in the running although I maintain that she is on the wrong show!.

I hope you enjoy watching these videos.

Tuesday, 30 November 2010

It's very cold in England

                                                
HAD I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet,
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams

W.B. Yeats


I woke up this morning to a white world.  England is covered in a blanket of snow.  It looks pretty but it is causing havoc as usual.


I am hoping not to go out today unless just in the garden to feed the birds.  I have bought some mealworms to feed the robin and he is very grateful, hopping back and forward all day long to take his fill.  I'm hoping to take a short video of him later to show you but first I have lots of ironing to do.



Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
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by Robert Frost (1923)
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Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.




I took these pictures in my magical wood last year but since it looks exactly the same today, I am posting them again. I don't think you can have too much of a good thing.













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