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Simultaneously the worst and best of all English celebrations.
but I'd have to side with a drafty church hall and a collapsible table with some dubious tin cans stacked on it.
strawberries are sweeter than any I've seen,
a doo dee doo, a doo de doo
The apples are white, the plums are red,
broadbeans are sleeping in their blankety bed
Big fat leeks all standing up in order
Twisted barley blowing in the breeze
Low hung bows of laden apple trees
It's harvest time, harvest time again
I have just found out there's a music and whisky festival on in london this weekend. I'm drooling.
It's a bit religious. It's a bit pagan. Kids in primary schools sing hymns and collect some tin cans together. I assume these go to charity. I don't really know.
My bean/pulse-face man never won a prize :(
Most. Boring. Trips. Ever.
he's friends with all celebrities (only the gardener ones)
Village dog shows.
Classic car displays.
I hate hymns with a passion.
and we all brought in a tin of food which they would give away to poor people.
Aren't you thanking God for the necessary good weather etc to make a successful harvest? I wouldn't be surprised if it was orignially a pagan, thanking the earth kind of thing but I think it's been hijacked by the CoE.
I don't, I love agood hymn singalong. I even bought a copy of Come and Praise recently (remember that? I think most schools used it. Classic.)
and hymns are shit.
Don't like this harvest fest stuff.
You don't have to believe in God to enjoy the music.
I'm not religious but I love a good hymn.
My heart does not stir when I hear about Jerusalem. Why should it?
Hymns are so crap. No one can sing them properly and they are always boring as hell. You do have to be religious to enjoy them because they're about religion. Christ!
is very definitely not about religion.
I tell them to sing me the first line of it. Nice one, Blakey.
No hymns in my life. I REFUSE to sing hymns at weddings. My parents are already saying I have to get married in a church and my mum will go ape if there are no hymns so for that reason, I have decided to never get married.
They're militant, Dawkins type athiests. They wouldn't even sing the hymn at my grandmother's funeral.
Boring as hell? Some are really quite jaunty. What about Lord of the Dance? And you don't have to believe in what a song's about in order to enjoy it, people listen to modern music with lyrics about murder, assault etc without believing in that.
It was teh recessional hym at the (scottish) wedding I was at on Friday and I belted it out at the tyop of my lungs. I ahdb't even had a drink or anything at this point! it's possibly the best hymn ever.
I'd rather disembowel myself with a blunt spoon than listen to lord of the dance though.
I love hyms. I was a chorister though and used to go to church 3 tyimes of a sunday to wear my cassock and ruff and sing*.
*"intersting" irrelevant fact about PO #264
I actually corrected this from 'hymen' twice and still didn't notice I'd typed it wrong.
Guide Me Now oh Great Redeemer
To Be a Pilgrim
Lord of the Dance
One More Step
Lord of All Hopefulness, Lord of All Joy
When I Needed a Neighbour
Actually, off the top of my head that's the only one I dislike.
I used ot have to lead the singing in church at the gypsyy weddings i sang at.
We had 'Guide me O' at friday's wedding too! (although in scotland it is frequently 'great jehovah', not redeemer, which is used.)
Guide me oh thou, not now oh. Not sure how I did that!
My friend Emma, who came to the festival at the Alice, likes them so much she's doing a PhD on the lyrics to hyms, and she's not religious at all.
Hymns are crap. Tell Emma she's insane too.
(she's actually very nice and not insane BUT HYMNS?!?)
Even if there are a couple of good hymns, spending three years on them is barking.
I genuinely hate hymns and always have done.
'sall I'm saying.
^not sarcasm. I would really find that interesting.
Don't ask me (or her) why. It started out as being about Wordsworth, but like a lot of PhDs, the research began to shift direction.
I would love to do a phd on that.
I wrote a mass in 1993*.
Just wanted to say thanks for not deliberately ruining our harvest this year.
All the church folk
weeks of living on free tins of peaches
ooooh, look Gladys, millions of peaches, peaches for me, millions of peaches, peaches for free.
I went clay pigeon shooting at the weekend. I want to be a gentleman farmer.
I've seen an estate in Sussex I want to buy. It has vineyards and a working winery, lovely manor house and a huge barn which I could rent out for weddings and yoga retreats and stuff. I'm not so sure about sussex though.....
You NEED a city.
I would probably still need to do a job in the city to be able to finance the business at first. I think I'm getting old* moousee, old and slow and craving the cuntry life.
*(clearly just on a massive comedown).
you'll read this back tomorrow and laugh.
I love a show.
in a special harvest assembly, singing "I have brought a can of beans, can of beans, can of beans, I have brought a can of beans to put on the harvest table" (or whatever you have brought obvs). That was a long assembly.
why upside down?
they'll all just tumble straight out of the can into the pan. Like a beautiful beany waterfall.
intricacies of baked bean can opening, as I detest the little orange spawns of satan.
to donate them to the poor x