Vinnie Sullivan
Seriously, I never cease to impress myself.. 🧩 🍻
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Genuinely serious this time, stop doubting me.. @BritainsPubs
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"Farewell to you old Ireland since I must go away
I now shake hands and bid goodbye and can no longer stay
Our big ship lies in deep Lough Foyle bound for the New York shore
And I must go from all I know and lovely Moneymore
That little town encircled round with many’s the grove and hill
Where lads and lassies they do meet for pleasure there’s the rule
Through Springhill Braes and flowery fields where oft I’ve wandered o’er
And by my side was the girl I loved the rose of Moneymore
How lonely is the pigeon’s coo and sad the blackbirds lay
And loud and high the thrushes cry on a long bright summer’s day
And as I sat down to cry me fill sure the tears come trickling down
For in the morning I must leave you my own dear native town
Kind friends I’ll bid you all adieu I can no longer stay
Our big ship sails tomorrow and its time I was away
So fill your glasses to the brim and toast with one loud roar
And we’ll sing in praise of Springhill Braes and lovely Moneymore"
I now shake hands and bid goodbye and can no longer stay
Our big ship lies in deep Lough Foyle bound for the New York shore
And I must go from all I know and lovely Moneymore
That little town encircled round with many’s the grove and hill
Where lads and lassies they do meet for pleasure there’s the rule
Through Springhill Braes and flowery fields where oft I’ve wandered o’er
And by my side was the girl I loved the rose of Moneymore
How lonely is the pigeon’s coo and sad the blackbirds lay
And loud and high the thrushes cry on a long bright summer’s day
And as I sat down to cry me fill sure the tears come trickling down
For in the morning I must leave you my own dear native town
Kind friends I’ll bid you all adieu I can no longer stay
Our big ship sails tomorrow and its time I was away
So fill your glasses to the brim and toast with one loud roar
And we’ll sing in praise of Springhill Braes and lovely Moneymore"
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As morbid a subject as sadness is, it's been my opinion for a long time that it creates more beauty through forms of art than that of happiness. Observe Townes' friend as he sings. You'll see that one man's art is another man's therapy.
Townes Van Zandt - Waitin´ Around to Die
Townes Van Zandt - Waitin´ Around to Die
Views from #SaffronWalden, a market town and civil parish in the #Uttlesford district of #Essex, #England, nearby #BishopsStortford and #Cambridge. We are a product of our environment. Culturally stimulating settings help develop the mind and character of those who call it home.
No modern bar will ever compete with a traditional public house.
(The Blue Bell in #York, North #Yorkshire, #England. Picture by Horst A. Friedrichs for Great Pubs of England /Prestel.)
(The Blue Bell in #York, North #Yorkshire, #England. Picture by Horst A. Friedrichs for Great Pubs of England /Prestel.)
To those who know the way, I'll see you for a few down the "Prancing Pony." As for the rest of you, we shall see thee on the morrow. 🍻 @BritainsPubs
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Heartbreaking sights and accounts from the people of #UptonPark, East #London in the 80s. Though fairly recent, many here are talking from the grave. The woes of the old school Londoners are as chilling to the ear as the narrators commentary on the "High Street of the future."