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Post by George W Bush on Jun 21, 2005 8:26:35 GMT -5
 Dummies for Dummies |
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Post by Bee Nice on Jun 21, 2005 8:44:52 GMT -5
 "Beekeeping For Dummies"  |
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Post by Brother Pooh on Jun 21, 2005 9:09:27 GMT -5
 Beekeeping at Buckfast Abbey |
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Post by Benbow on Jun 21, 2005 10:00:20 GMT -5
Beekeeping at Buckfast Abbey 'In Westminster Abbey' - John Betjeman (If anybody finds a book called 'Westminster for Dummies', I will weep) |
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Post by Seaweed on Jun 21, 2005 18:29:40 GMT -5
 "Art for Dummies""Artists In Times Of War" ~ Howard Zinn |
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Post by Benbow on Jun 22, 2005 1:54:53 GMT -5
'War of the Worlds' - H G Wells
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Tiger Lil'
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Post by Tiger Lil' on Jun 22, 2005 2:16:57 GMT -5
 The World According To Garp |
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Post by Seaweed on Jun 22, 2005 2:36:52 GMT -5
 "(New, Concise) World Atlas"  |
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Post by Mr Skin on Jun 22, 2005 3:42:13 GMT -5
 Levene's Color Atlas of Dermatology (second edition) |
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Post by Tiger Lil' on Jun 22, 2005 5:38:03 GMT -5
 The Color Purple |
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Post by Captain Nudnick on Jun 22, 2005 5:49:04 GMT -5
HE Bates -- 'The Purple Plain'
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Post by Mind The Gap on Jun 22, 2005 7:18:36 GMT -5
 mindfulness in plain english - the Venerable Henepola Gunaratana |
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Benbow
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Post by Benbow on Jun 22, 2005 8:51:27 GMT -5
The Rolling English Road - G. K. Chesterton.
The Rolling English Road
Before the Roman came to Rye or out to Severn strode,
The rolling English drunkard made the rolling English road.
A reeling road, a rolling road, that rambles round the shire,
And after him the parson ran, the sexton and the squire;
A merry road, a mazy road, and such as we did tread
The night we went to Birmingham by way of Beachy Head.
I knew no harm of Bonaparte and plenty of the Squire,
And for to fight the Frenchman I did not much desire;
But I did bash their baggonets because they came arrayed
To straighten out the crooked road an English drunkard made,
Where you and I went down the lane with ale-mugs in our hands,
The night we went to Glastonbury by way of Goodwin Sands.
His sins they were forgiven him; or why do flowers run
Behind him; and the hedges all strengthening in the sun?
The wild thing went from left to right and knew not which was which,
But the wild rose was above him when they found him in the ditch.
God pardon us, nor harden us; we did not see so clear
The night we went to Bannockburn by way of Brighton Pier.
My friends, we will not go again or ape an ancient rage,
Or stretch the folly of our youth to be the shame of age,
But walk with clearer eyes and ears this path that wandereth,
And see undrugged in evening light the decent inn of death;
For there is good news yet to hear and fine things to be seen,
Before we go to Paradise by way of Kensal Green.
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Post by Captain Nudnick on Jun 22, 2005 9:43:45 GMT -5
'English Eccentrics' -- Edith SItwell
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Post by English Grandma on Jun 22, 2005 11:05:43 GMT -5
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