Monday Musings – 16/12/2019.

Today is the anniversary of my brother’s death.

Nine years ago he left us.

As shitty as I feel about it all, I have no choice but to accept that life goes on.

Lest We Forget.

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, England mourns for her dead across the sea. 

Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit, 

Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal 

Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres, 

There is music in the midst of desolation 

And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young, 

Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow. 

They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted; 

They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: 

Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn. 

At the going down of the sun and in the morning 

We will remember them.

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again; 

They sit no more at familiar tables of home; 

They have no lot in our labour of the day-time; 

They sleep beyond England’s foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound, 

Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight, 

To the innermost heart of their own land they are known 

As the stars are known to the Night;

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust, 

Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain; 

As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness, 

To the end, to the end, they remain.

RIP Sir Terry Wogan.

It’s always sad to hear about the passing of someone. In recent weeks the media has been awash with the passing of several high profile celebrities, and today we have lost another legend.

I always think the best way to remember these icons is to celebrate what they gave us.  

I remember Terry on radio 2 when I was a child.  My mother always listened to his show, Wake Up To Wogan,whilst getting us kids ready for school.  It always helped me feel better if I listened to his show whenever I was off school sick. The soothing tones of his familiar voice a comfort when I felt awful.  My fondest memories of Terry’s show back then are him singing The Floral Dance, or how he would laugh about Abba’s Chiquitita, claiming it sounded like they were singing take your teeth out.  His wit was second to none as he commentated on The Eurovision Song Contest, ah those were the days.

Another light has gone out in the world of showbiz, he will be a huge miss.  My thoughts are with his family at this time.

Rest In Peace Terry.