The song (translated)
FLIEG NICHT SO HOCH MEIN KLEINER FREUND
At the large yellow river, there
an old man sat,
who was sad, one could feel it.
On the tree beside him - a bird sitting too.
This man sings his song only for him.
Do not fly so highly my small friend
the sun burns hot there above,
Who wants to fly so highly in the air - that is danger.
Do not fly so highly my small friend
Believe me I mean it well for you.
I tell you none can help you then
My wife was with me at the time.
Over the river soon came the night
and the two still sat at the same place
And they sang from the red sand in the large far country
And of luck which he unfortunately never found.
Do not fly so highly…
And in the morning the old person at the road stood
at the road sign as the cars passed furiously by.
And then through tears he saw a dead bird.
His friend from only yesterday.
Do not fly so highly…
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Brits & Marmalade
The Official British Club Worldwide Online Magazine - Expense Be Damned
Our Motto: Only The Truth Right Or Wrong
May 15th 2007 |
Another Advantage To A Small Car
(From Bill Taylor in Ohio)

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An Immigrants Viewpoint
Buck Up, Wolfie: There’s Always Condi And LauraBy Andy Borowitz
In yet another setback for the embattled World Bank president, Paul Wolfowitz’s girlfriend, Shaha Riza, announced today that she was resigning as Mr. Wolfowitz’s girlfriend, “effective immediately.” While Ms. Riza’s role in the conflict-of-interest scandal involving Mr. Wolfowitz and the World Bank had placed her in the eye of the media storm, few had expected her to relinquish her girlfriend post without a fight. But according to a source close to Ms. Riza, the increasing pressure on the high-profile couple in recent days had convinced her that she “could no longer function effectively as Paul Wolfowitz’s girlfriend.” A joint communiqué released by the couple indicated that the decision to leave her girlfriend post was entirely Ms. Riza’s, but sources close to Mr. Wolfowitz suggest that the idea had originated not with her but with the World Bank president himself. According to one source, “Paul had dinner with Shaha last night and told her they should start seeing other banks.” News of Ms. Riza’s departure sparked speculation that Mr. Wolfowitz’s might have difficulty acquiring a new girlfriend, but according to Vice President Dick Cheney, who has served as Mr. Wolfowitz’s unofficial “wingman” for years, nothing could be further from the truth. "The fact that the World Bank found Paul guilty of wrongdoing gives him an air of danger,” Mr. Cheney said. “The ladies dig that.” Elsewhere, after a welcoming speech in which he suggested that Queen Elizabeth II was over 230 years old, President Bush attempted to mend his verbal slip, saying “the old girl doesn’t look a day over 130.”
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FOR SALE - Nappy Headed Hoe
(From John Parker in Tennessee)

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A Poem (From Nick Mitchell in Toronto) Regime Change By Andrew Motion (Britain's Poet Laureate)
Advancing down the road from Nineveh Death paused a while and said 'Now listen here.
You see the names of places roundabout?
They're mine now, and I've turned them inside out.
Take Eden, further south: At dawn today
I ordered up my troops to tear away
Its walls and gates so everyone can see
That gorgeous fruit which dangles from its tree.
You want it, don't you? Go and eat it then,
And lick your lips, and pick the same again.
Take Tigris and Euphrates; once they ran
Through childhood-coloured slats of sand and sun.
Not any more they don't; I've filled them up
With countless different kinds of human crap.
Take Babylon, the palace sprouting flowers
Which sweetened empires in their peaceful hours -
I've found a different way to scent the air:
Already it's a by-word for despair.
Which leaves Baghdad - the star-tipped minarets,
The marble courts and halls, the mirage-heat.
These places, and the ancient things you know,
You won't know soon. I'm working on it now.'
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Wheels On Fire
(From Henry Robinson in New Brunswick, Canada)

Books To Read - Videos To Rent - CD's To Listen To - Computer Stuff |
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The History Boys
(Get it at your local video store)
Two ways to educate - to learn for life - or to simply learn to pass the exam . **** Four Star Rating |
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John Osborne by John Heilpern ( Get it at
your local library)
The Angry Young Man - a title which he loathed - and his rise from rags to riches to rags. A story of unhappy genius. This is a fine biography bound to trigger fond memories ***** Five Star Rating |
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Look Back In Anger (Get it at your local
video store) The Osborne play (and later the film) which changed British Theatre for ever - and ushered in the censor-free Sixties. Starring Richard Burton, Mary Ure, Claire Bloom and Alan Bates. ***** Five Star Rating |
Makes A Heck Of An Omelette Too
(From Maggie McClennan in New Zealand)



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Odd News
Sometimes Odd News is hard to believe, but they're all true events - proving that we are not necessarily the world's smartest species. We're sure we missed many other important events this past two weeks. But for we ordinary mortals the world goes on spinning madly out of control. As always......
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A Call To Action
(From Sue Sanders in Australia)

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There's Nowt Like
The British Club Worldwide "Moving Thingies"
(From Stella Goldsmith in Australia)
Go on then - give 'em a treat Make 'em larf Make 'em larf Make 'em larf All year round......
Send them to www.britishclubworldwide.com |
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My Favourite Limerick (From Joe Arblaster in BC, Canada)
There was a young lady named Gloria Who was had by Sir Gerald Du Maurier And then by six men Sir Gerald again And the band at the Waldorf Astoria
Got a favourite limerick? - send it in!
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It's Better Than The Telly
(From William Sturgis in Switzerland)
Two Car Garage (From Jenny Bloodsworth in Texas)
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Mrs. Mona Bean (From Sandra Watson in South Africa)
I'm An Exotic Dancer In Hartlepools (From David Wellesly in UK)
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Life In The Vegetable World
(From Barbara Embry in Indiana)
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Attention Photographers 100 year old Spanish Oaks on James Island, South Carolina, Last Week
Santa Monica from Will Roger's House, Last Week (From Rosyln Wilkins in California)
Will Roger's House
Our 2007 Photo Album SEND IN YOUR PHOTOS - AND WE'LL PUBLISH!
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Golf Quotations Of The Week (Sent in by Barry Oliver in BC, Canada) ONE
OF THE ADVANTAGES BOWLING HAS OVER GOLF IS THAT YOU SELDOM LOSE A BOWLING
BALL. Don Carter
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Before And After
The Grande Hotel In Mozambique
(From Sandra Watson in South Africa)


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Stop Me If You Heard This One My Fellow Canadians |
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Puns Have We Got Puns From Harvey Joyce in New Zealand
Energizer Bunny arrested - charged
with battery.
A man's home is his castle, in a manor of speaking. A pessimist's blood type is always b-negative.
My wife really likes to make pottery,
but to me it's just kiln time.
I used to work in a blanket factory,
but it folded.
Corduroy pillows are making headlines. Condoms should be used on every
conceivable occasion.
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Not Often We Get A French
Paratrooper Story.........
From Mike Bewley in BC, Canada
Two French paratroopers were seconded to the SAS for
special training. After the first day they met up in the bar. ------------------------------------------ It's An Ouch For Sure
From Olive Harrison in Maryland A middle-aged woman seemed sheepish as she visited her gynecologist. "Come now," coaxed the doctor, "you've been seeing me for years! There's nothing you can't tell me."
"This one's kind of strange..."
"Let me be the judge of that," the doctor replied.
"Well," she said, "yesterday I went to the bathroom in the morning and heard a plink-plink-plink in the toilet and when I looked down, the water was full of pennies ."
"I see."
"That afternoon I went to the bathroom again and, plink-plink-plink, there were nickels in the bowl."
"That night," she went on, "I went again, plink-plink-plink, and there were dimes - and this morning there were quarters ! You've got to tell me what's wrong with me!," she implored, "I'm scared out of my wits!"
The gynecologist put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "There, there, it's nothing to be scared about."
"You're simply going through the change!
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The Last Photo I Ever Took
(From Terry Hardman in UK)





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Wrap Up
As we go to press, we read of a cute as a button little British girl, Madelaine McCann, age 4, missing in Portugal where her parents were on vacation. She appears to have been kidnapped and maybe of course worse news to come. Unhappily, if this were not bad enough, the prime suspect appears to be another Briton - a middle aged man living with his mother near the hotel. She comes from Rothley in Leicestershire where residents are leaving good wishes today - as we do too. We hope for the best.
The world is sad enough as it is with war and pestilence everywhere to be seen. Children are among the main victims, innocent and unknowing what or why. They are not to blame - we adults are. And sooner hopefully than later we are going to have to do something worthwhile to change things. To provide basic essentials such as water and health care and better education and an end to this constant search for material profit which, compared to the life of a single child, is worthless. We'll catch you next time. Best Regards Arnold Parkinson The British Club Worldwide
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In Praise Of Canada (By the Daily Telegraph) (From Nicholas Mitchell in Toronto) Until the deaths last week of four Canadian soldiers accidentally killed by a U.S. warplane in Afghanistan, probably almost no one outside their home country had been aware that Canadian troops were deployed in the region. And as always, Canada will now bury its dead, just as the rest of the world as always will forget its sacrifice, just as it always forgets nearly everything Canada ever does. It seems that Canada's historic mission is to come to the selfless aid both of its friends and of complete strangers, and then, once the crisis is over, to be well and truly ignored. Canada is the perpetual wallflower that stands on the edge of the hall, waiting for someone to come and ask her for a dance. A fire breaks out, she risks life and limb to rescue her fellow dance-goers, and suffers serious injuries. But when the hall is repaired and the dancing resumes, there is Canada, the wallflower still, while those she once helped glamorously cavort across the floor, blithely neglecting her yet again. That is the price Canada pays for sharing the North American continent with the United States, and for being a selfless friend of Britain in two global conflicts. For much of the 20th century, Canada was torn in two different directions: It seemed to be a part of the old world, yet had an address in the new one, and that divided identity ensured that it never fully got the gratitude it deserved. Yet its purely voluntary contribution to the cause of freedom in two world wars was perhaps the greatest of any democracy. Almost 10% of Canada's entire population of seven million people served in the armed forces during the First World War, and nearly 60,000 died. The great Allied victories of 1918 were spearheaded by Canadian troops, perhaps the most capable soldiers in the entire British order of battle. Canada was repaid for its enormous sacrifice by downright neglect, its unique contribution to victory being absorbed into the popular Memory as somehow or other the work of the "British." The Second World War provided a re-run. The Canadian navy began the war with a half dozen vessels, and ended up policing nearly half of the Atlantic against U-boat attack. More than 120 Canadian warships participated in the Normandy landings, during which 15,000 Canadian soldiers went ashore on D-Day alone. Canada finished the war with the third-largest navy and the fourth-largest air force in the world. The world thanked Canada with the same sublime indifference as it had the previous time. Canadian participation in the war was acknowledged in film only if it was necessary to give an American actor a part in a campaign in which the United States had clearly not participated - a touching scrupulousness which, of ourse, Hollywood has since abandoned, as it has any notion of a separate Canadian identity. So it is a general rule that actors and filmmakers arriving in Hollywood keep their nationality - unless, that is, they are Canadian. Thus Mary Pickford, Walter Huston, Donald Sutherland, Michael J. Fox, William Shatner, Norman Jewison, David Cronenberg, Alex Trebek, Art Linkletter and Dan Aykroyd have in the popular perception become American, and Christopher Plummer, British. It is as if, in the very act of becoming famous, a Canadian ceases to be Canadian, unless she is Margaret Atwood, who is as unshakably Canadian as a moose, or Celine Dion, for whom Canada has proved quite unable to find any takers. Moreover, Canada is every bit as querulously alert to the achievements of its sons and daughters as the rest of the world is completely unaware of them. The Canadians proudly say of themselves - and are unheard by anyone else - that 1% of the world's population has provided 10% of the world's peacekeeping forces. Canadian soldiers in the past half century have been the greatest peacekeepers on Earth - in 39 missions on UN mandates, and six on non-UN peacekeeping duties, from Vietnam to East Timor, from Sinai to Bosnia. Yet the only foreign engagement that has entered the popular on-Canadian imagination was the sorry affair in Somalia, in which out-of-control paratroopers murdered two Somali infiltrators. Their regiment was then disbanded in disgrace - a uniquely Canadian act of self-abasement for which, naturally, the Canadians received no international credit.
So who today in the United States knows about
the stoic and selfless friendship its northern neighbour has given it in
Afghanistan? Rather like Cyrano de Bergerac, Canada repeatedly does
honourable things for honourable motives, but instead of being thanked for
it, it remains something of a figure of fun.
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