Normality
By Scott Bailey © 2014
Back to the old grind
No time to rest or relax
Life go on its way
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Back to the old grind
No time to rest or relax
Life go on its way
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Panic over, back home
Two parents both tired out
Child bursting with life
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Yet another day
Of waiting in hospitals
Worried for loved ones
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Gone
From me
Innocence
But always close
Always in my heart that innocence lost
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Eyes are so painful
This is difficult to write
So it’s all you get
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Nothing you can do
To ease his pain, then you feel
Like you let him down
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He is cool
And brave
Respectful
and respected
Men follow
Women swoon
Bright words from
His tongue bloom
Visionary thoughts
Mould the world
Strong and graceful
Effortless with grace
Steadfast, trustworthy
True, through and through
Yet
Where is he?
Not on our screens
Not in our books
Not anywhere that
The lost boy looks
There is a void
for our boys
So they fill it
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Shameful behaviour
Disgusting is the message
Relentless at men
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Education grows
Crime statistics are falling
Just saying, that’s all
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Changing times and names
War and scandal and divorce
Mother reigns again
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Debauchery swells
Lazy Princes and mad Kings
Produced and Empress
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The thistle embraced the wilting rose
Joined the lands as one
Wars still rumbled across hill and plain
Dividing faith from faith
The stewards who ascended high
Would rise and fall and rise
Held heads so high they thought divine
Then tumbled to the ground
Sons of the island lost to war
The people scarred and tired
One form of tyrant sent to death
Another imposed dark law
Return and rise the stewards house
Shaky on the seat
Look to longingly to the holy see
The thistle withered away
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A renaissance across the land
Throwing off the far-flung shackles
For new ones closer to home
A new white dawn
Grabbing the holy riches
Gold crosses forged to swords
War in all directions
An empire to rebuild
Tall ships grew and multiplied
New lands found and won
The power of word proliferates
Especially the words of one
All the globe within the globe
Sounds echo down to now
Expose the hearts of Kings and Queens
Commoner, thief and maid
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The invaders became the natives
And the empire grew and grew
Still one tongue ruled, another served
Ambitious chances were few
Once King extended the lands
Far across the sea
A golden time of riches
For those who were still free
In wars the riches squandered
By the lion and the snake
Rebellion loomed open the crown
As liberty crawled awake
So some power leaked away
Through the reluctant pen
That signed the future of the land
Hope was found again
For many years this house ruled
Until the roses clashed
From golden empire this dynasty
To war and bloodshed crashed
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The end of dynasties across the land
The removal of a class
The subjugation of a race
Custom smashed like glass
Upon the barest thread of claim
They came to take the crown
Rewrote the laws that bind us still
And all was written down
Here began the deep divide
Between rulers and the ruled
They claimed the justice of the lord
But very few were ruled
So across the short sea gap they came
With sword and shield and horse
Built castles high and mighty
Changing this fair island’s course
Adding new language to our tongues
Enriching and splitting too
Some words reserved for nobility
And some would never do
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So we all said a sad goodbye to Roger Lloyd-Pack this week. An under-rated and under-stated genius of comedy. One of those people who steadfastly support the main stars, who get less of the limelight but without whom the scene would fail.
So all this go me thinking about Only Fools and Horses. Now, I know it always gets to the top of comedy lists and is voted best comedy, but aside from all the hype I think it is one of the best written shows on TV.
Yes it’s funny, but I think that the cleverness of the scripts often get overlooked. Because it is not about “clever” and “sophisticated” things it doesn’t feel clever. Yet when you look at the scripts carefully you can see how sophisticated they are. Little throw away lines at the beginning of the show become the big punchline at the end.
But most of all it shows the best sort of comedy, that springs from the character. It doesn’t require wacky situations that nobody would believe or ever really get into. It is all based around everyday events that we could all experience. The comedy comes from the characters reaction to the situation. And that reaction is believable, in character.
The prefect example is when Uncle Albert gets the gravy and coffee mixed up. Now in a bad comedy this kick off scenes of people desperately trying to distract the diners from eating their food – trying to whisk it away or make ridiculous excuses. And the diners would sit there and take it all!
This doesn’t happen, instead the diners try the food and politely make their excuses not to eat any more, which is what would happen. No, the event occurs purely to allow one line. Del says to Uncle Albert –
“Not only did you sink every ship in the merchant navy but now you’ve gone and scuppered a gravy boat!”
OK so it loses impact on here – but the point is – it’s only funny because Del says it to Uncle Albert. It’s exactly what Del boy would say and it could only be said about Uncle Albert. The situation, the reaction and comedy are all based purely on the characters.
Anyway, my mind was wandering and wondering if they ever tried to export it to the USA and what would it be like? Could they do it? When suddenly it occurred to me that there is a US equivalent. It’s not immediately obvious as the setting is quite different. If Only Fools and Horses is about the common man, the underdog and working class then this show is the opposite. It’s characters are affluent , successful and in the top strata of society. This show feel sophisticated an intelligent because it discusses sophisticated and intelligent things. But the structure of the jokes are remarkably similar. It has the same way of dropping seeds along the way that bear fruit at the end.
And even the set up is similar. Mainly set in a flat (or apartment). Two brothers, one slightly more pathetic than the other but both inept in their own ways. An elderly relative living with them. And strong female character who is referred to often but never seen.
Yes, I believe that the US equivalent of Only Fools and Horses is….. Frasier.
No as it was made later and had caught up with the times it was a little more modern and included regular female characters as well, but Only Fools and Horses caught up with that eventually.
And that brings me to the another reason I think Only Fools has been such a success. It has grown. Unlike many show it has not striven to keep the status quo the same all the time. It has allowed itself to change. New characters came, Rodney grew up, got married. Del had a kid. Things evolved.
And finally there was tragedy in the comedy. There were tears, people left home, people died, they even dealt with miscarriage – sensitively, honestly and still with comedy. How many comedy shows can say that!
So farewell Trigger – heaven has a new road sweeper – and his brooms last for years.

Rising up and crashing down
On the cold, dark northern sea
Through hail and thunder, rain and show
The dark behind we flee
Filled with fear and hunger
From their lands bereft
They gorged their souls on anger
Till nothing else was left
They crashed upon the naked shores
Like children of the thunder
And every wall they came across
The smashed and tore asunder
The burnt the words of holy men
Carved scars into the nation
But also left their words and ways
While singing their elation
Some stayed in the conquered lands
Creating yet more divides
Their echoes ring across the years
In our veins their blood resides
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Waves of gold crash onto the shore
Bringing fire and steel and songs and roars
Colour and light bleed into the dark
Writing new borders,new Gods, new laws
Times of war and the shining axe
The pagan, the warrior, the thegn
The land divided up once more
Darkness was here again
Lost the marble luxuries
Returned to hall and hearth
Here began the journey
Of these words winding path
And here were born the names
That linger down through time
That give us all identity
Born from conquests crime
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Lines upon lines
Red and gold
Standing against
The wild blue bold
A stamps of order
And authority
Here is born
Conformity
Silk and steel
Rules the land
Gifts and death
In this hand
Shapes indelible
Left on the land
Words both spoken
And written in sand
Strength and order
The order of the day
The eagles left
Their order will stay
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Hard, cold and grey
Dull and unreflective
Sharpened for weapons of war
Blunted for tools of toil
Yet there is more
Glowing in the forge
Twisted into marble patterns
Delicate chains and swirls
Mounts for jewels
Brooches for queens
Pins and forks and hooks
A myriad of ideas were born
Flowing from use to form
New forms growing fast
The sword fights, the lock defends
The cauldron holds the feast
Times of war and growth of lore
Times of great halls a roaring
Look past the iron-grey mist of time
To see the colours flower
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They left a legacy written in stone
Plain for all to see
Yet there are less lucid signs
Discovered carefully
Lines that lay across the land
Tales of times gone by
Showing us in hidden ways
To be read by those who try
The tracks we walked long ago
The boundaries of old
A story laid on every hill
And every vale and fold.
And on our tongues and in our tales
Echoes of the past
Holy places beyond the cross
Beyond a gulf so vast
Shapes and forms from ancient times
Still glimpsed within the heart
Of dance and song and tales that burn
And every blessed art
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Decisions taken
Gateways opened, paths chosen
Following hope’s trail
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So they gathered through all the seasons
No plan, no goal, no reason
Anyone would have thought they had agoraphobia
Reality, they imagined, could be held back forever
Socially seeking some satisfying Saturdays
Never needing new nighttime neon
All agreeing an admirable agenda
Rich raw results really render
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The story lingers
on. History casts its shadow
Misty Times ahead
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I have been put in so many boxes
No wonder I have lost my head
My left hand has lost the right
My heart is by the brown bread
My eyes are somewhere dark and grim
Can’t tell where or when
My feet are tied to a tired path
They wander again and again
But it doesn’t matter
My imagination can fly
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What ifs hang on
Like poisoned barbs
Even in the face of reality
All reason tells you
Let them go
Rip them from the flesh
Yet deep they go
Sharp their points
Beyond the anaesthetic
Of mere words
So rise up
From the river
Of doubt
Rip that flesh and bleed
Step on the shore of tomorrow
Healing first needs hurt
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I was asked – some time ago to be honest – to review this book –Frank Herbert: The Works by Bob R Bogle – who spotted me as a keen Frank Herbert fan – i.e. someone who has read more than just Dune. Anyway, I have finally got around to it and posted it on Amazon and Goodreads. It’s the first review I have ever tried so I thought I put it out on here as well.
For many, the name Frank Herbert is associated only with the sci-fi masterpiece that is Dune. Indeed for many, their appreciation doesn’t go beyond Children of Dune – a mistake in my view as God Emperor is the best!
There is, of course, a whole body of work left by Herbert outside of the Dune series, both before and after. Bogle presents an extremely comprehensive and in depth look at Herbert’s literary legacy.
From the early, faltering beginnings he takes us on a journey of development and we can witness the growth of Herbert’s, style and talent. This is is enhanced by the colour of the times he was writing in. Bogle gives a flavour of the politics and culture surrounding Herbert and therefore, on some level influencing his writing. Even the drugs he was dabbling in are given space. But he goes further, he looks at the very philosophies and science that Herbert was reading and digesting at each stage. And it is here that Bogle really shows real deep understanding. Whether it be the science of genetics or the concepts of higher consciousness Bogle has an astoundingly broad and detailed knowledge to back up his critiques of the works discussed.
If you are an ardent fan of Herbert’s then be prepared. Bogle does not pull his punches and is harsh in some of his appraisals – especially of the early books. It is not though like many critics, just bellyaching – he has good arguments for being hard on some of the works – though in some cases I find I can’t quite agree – in most I do.
In short, this book is a valuable addition to any sci-fi library. It will greatly enhance understanding and enjoyment of Herbert’s work but give a fascinating insight into the influences that work upon a writer and how they manifest themselves into plots, characters and good fiction. If you are anything like me it will also leave you with a long list of books to get and subjects to read up on. Next up – researching Karl Jasper’s crises.
I
Once held back the sea
My name lent to these lands
I
Wandered since the dawn of time
Wander lonely still
I
The unseen walker in the trees
Always close behind
I
The whisperer good rulers heed
Then drowned out by greed
I
have been, am still, will be
When the time is right
I
Fatherless, explorer, wisdom’s well
Poet for the fight
I
Spark and dart through time and night
Dealing fate some blows
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I hold aloft my steel
Scarlet streaked
With invaders blood
My flag whips
High on the hill
A victory that will echo
Across the land
At my feet
The dead
Men women and children
Warriors and supporters
Murder of an infant nation
That will yet rise again
Yet
My sword and I
Will be hailed
Through history
The hero and his weapon
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Brushed by crowded, swaying ferns
The scent of warm loam arises
Silence reigns, no birdsong rings
Signs missed by the men approaching
With their plunder they blunder along
Beneath the high arched canopy
And a new scent mingles with forest smells
fear and anticipation
Smooth and straight and true the shaft
Hard the piercing point
Today the plunder will be reclaimed
The price repaid in blood
Together, in silence, we draw our bows
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A pillow, a rock,
A wage slave and a lover
Is this all I am
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My head is twirling
And whirling like winter winds
Against solid stone
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The lord of darkness cometh
draped in shades of grey
So many tastes of opium
are available today
Opium is not the only drug
to while away the hours
So much poison sugar
before which reason cowers
For every palette there’s a taste
for every twisted dream
On endless shelves in endless dens
the merchandise does gleam
So the sellers sell us
down the river deep
To dream our dreams of sweet success
though we do not sleep
And while we dream on endlessly
the future will never bring
The day we rise up and in hand
to solve
anything
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We need fury and wonder
to fire our song
But the fire is dim
the spark long gone
So sift through the ashes
for an ember that glows
To tend and to blow
through the wind and the snows
And build from the ashes
a new song, a new light
That burns with new fury
to banish the night
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Ho. Ah.
So, lah
Row far
LowGo shah
in kar
sar rah
sea
Hic ar tee, sec ar tee, el ar tee, ho
Billowing, willowing echoing deep
Dark shadows from afar
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The cold reaches deep
Frozen icicles of time
Teeth in red-hot jaws
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So we draw to the close of another year
An arbitrary space of time
And to me only one thing is clear
That out of the minutes does climb
Despite all the doom and the pressure
Despite all my weakness and fails
No matter my railing at life
No matter my aches and my wails
I am loved by the people around me
My wife and my smiling son
If life is a human race
Then I concede I have won.
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There’s not enough time
In my everyday life
For me to exist
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What good is a day
against infinity?
What good are muscles
against rock?
What good is a fence
against the flood?
What good is will
within a lock?
Somewhere there’s a key
the will open
The prison that holds fast
the will
The waters will part
The mountain will fall
Infinity will be
just a spark
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Angels falling forever
Angels lost from the sky
Angels hearing truth
From those devils that lie
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Though the ground is frozen white
And we endure a long dark night
The warmth of the hearth is enough to fill
Every heart until it will spill
So Merry Christmas one and all
May the human spirit never fall
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We
are blind
to the truth
Everyday
Suffering goes on
And we deny it all
Unable to find a way
Through the maze of our modern lives
To a place where we can be ourselves
And hold out that hand that helps our neighbour
Instead we clench our hand in a tight fist
Holding tight onto what we have gained
Not seeing what we are losing
What slips away from our grasp
Diminishing our souls
Focused on our goals
With such passion
That we are
simply
Blind
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What can we say then
That will make a difference
In a noisy world
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Deaf to me the world
My voice lost in the clamour
Will my life follow?
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For one small heart
Put aside the pride
The bruised ego
For another day
And be better
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Choices, where are mine?
They seem to have slipped away
Somewhere down river
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Helping hands
Supporting
Cradling
Shoring up
Pat on the back
Giving
Strong
Holding
Controlling
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One light out
A film of grime
Kicked up from the road
Travelled on
Switches broken
Things won’t turn on
Or off
Squeals and grinds
And groans
Deflation
Thirsty
Dim
My car
And me
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Rock
Roll
Hard
Place
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Dusty grey spider
Runs amidst the brush
The twigs and broken leaves
Casting coverlet of silk
Over winters decay
Busy, light, unnoticed
Predator
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