Endurance Test? I thought so!

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One response to a forum question about projectors going blank occasionally is that it is often that the HDMI cable is at fault. Fortunately, a few days ago I spotted a new cable in the Old Stables, and I wondered why did I buy that well now I know.

Fifteen minutes later, after a bit of trick standing on our small tables, I have unthreaded the old cable and inserted the new one. All that's left is to watch Final Score, although six episodes of The Americans might be a better test.


Well, that installation work, on top of my not getting up until 11:15, means that the blog stuff is running a little late today. I promise to do better tomorrow, oh but that is Valentine's day, so maybe not.

My website is at last breaking ground, I can imagine its realisation in a few weeks time. Meanwhile I will be approaching friends for their presentation contributions. If you want to make a presentation then please make yourself heard.

Yesterday's Friday Morning Poetry Review was another good one, with some neat poetry brought, either of our own, or of more famous, or infamous published writers. This zoom format is one that I would recommend if you are thinking of starting a group.

Here is a poem, from a folder simply named 'Earlier', earlier than what I cannot remember:

Welcome, To The South Shore


Welcome
Welcome to the South Shore
Welcome
Welcome to the Promenade

Won’t you, won’t you kiss me quickly
Won’t you, won't you kiss me hard

Jo and Tan
Holding hands
Like they never can
When staying home

Welcome
Welcome to the South Shore
Welcome to the Promenade
Kiss me 
Kiss me

Jo and Tan
Need your love
Trying hard
To understand

Joe and Tan
Come to terms
Society expands
Culture blinds, culture burns

Welcome
Welcome to the South Shore
Welcome to the Promenade
Kiss me 
Kiss me quickly
Kiss me slow

Jo and Tan
Tiptoes of expectation
Love is no surprise
Summits of sensation

Joe and Tan
Wrapped in exultation
Inside each other's skin
Breathing breath together

Welcome
Welcome to the South Shore
Welcome to the Promenade
Kiss me 
Kiss me

Joe and Tan 
Candy floss
Piers for souvenirs
Take me home

Joe and Tan
Break down
The treasonable pretences
Shake us to our senses

Joe and Tan
Boy and Girl
Save the world
Live your life of love

Welcome
Welcome to the South Shore
Welcome
Welcome to the Promenade
Won’t you, won’t you love me, slowly
Won't you, won't you, won’t you love me anyhow

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