Happy Christmas

In what seems to be becoming an annual tradition, I am making a brief appearance in blog-land to display my wares by way of displaying my homemade christmas card designs for 2007. 4 different coloured versions of the same design this year. Enjoy and happy holidays.

An extract from the diary of Lieutenant Colonel Mervin Willett Gonin DSO who was
among the first British soldiers to liberate Bergen-Belsen in 1945.

I can give no adequate description of the Horror Camp in which my men and myself were to spend the next month of our lives. It was just a barren wilderness, as bare as a chicken run. Corpses lay everywhere, some in huge piles, sometimes they lay singly or in pairs where they had fallen. It took a little time to get used to seeing men women and children collapse as you walked by them and to restrain oneself from going to their assistance. One had to get used early to the idea that the individual just did not count. One knew that five hundred a day were dying and that five hundred a day were going on dying for weeks before anything we could do would have the slightest effect. It was, however, not easy to watch a child choking to death from diptheria when you knew a tracheotomy and nursing would save it, one saw women drowning in their own vomit because they were too weak to turn over, and men eating worms as they clutched a half loaf of bread purely because they had to eat worms to live and now could scarcely tell the difference. Piles of corpses, naked and obscene, with a woman too weak to stand proping herself against them as she cooked the food we had given her over an open fire; men and women crouching down just anywhere in the open relieving themselves of the dysentary which was scouring their bowels, a woman standing stark naked washing herself with some issue soap in water from a tank in which the remains of a child floated. It was shortly after the British Red Cross arrived, though it may have no connection, that a very large quantity of lipstick arrived. This was not at all what we men wanted, we were screaming for hundreds and thousands of other things and I don't know who asked for lipstick. I wish so much that I could discover who did it, it was the action of genius, sheer unadulterated brilliance. I believe nothing did more for these internees than the lipstick. Women lay in bed with no sheets and no nightie but with scarlet red lips, you saw them wandering about with nothing but a blanket over their shoulders, but with scarlet red lips. I saw a woman dead on the post mortem table and clutched in her hand was a piece of lipstick. At last someone had done something to make them individuals again, they were someone, no longer merely the number tatooed on the arm. At last they could take an interest in their appearance. That lipstick started to give them back their humanity.

Easy Post

one word away

Looking through the blogs linked from 1iz's, I noticed that the order she had discovered them (or added them to the list) and how they were often truncated read like a short story. I filled in a few gaps and got to:

Angel Lane was One Pedestrian Away from John Davies and James when The World Turned Upside Down because Random Acts... caused Greenbelt Blog to pip [bhp] Wiblogs when Rachel thought Nearly Time was Fragile Tender, she realised A Blog Less Ordinary was Good in Parts although Horse Wrestler missed Sticky Indulgences before Dog Collars & Rabbit Corpses surprised Maggi. Meanwhile Jonny suffered Benign Narcissim about Peccadillo's continued Musing Struggling Dreaming about Chronicles Volume 2 that made OnEarthAsInHeaven look like The Cartoon Blog about Sarah Contrary and Sanctus 1. Wherever The Complex Christ surrounded Suburban Mediocrity, Ben Edson found Emmoworld discovering The Harbour of Ourselves struggling to Think Speak and Do although Reasons Why I'm Misunderstood helped Dave-F realise You Can't Control the Message so he Spread These Wings and flew to clearer skies.

Yes its late. that's my excuse.

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This probably doesn't do my "Evil Twin" credibility much good. Although I am slightly more evil than 1iz, I am only equally as evil as Sally. 1iz, from her results, I suggest we switch loyalties from our current evil mastermind [no blog to link too, see she is soooo evil she keeps it hidden :) ]

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Moderate
Level 2 (Lustful)	High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Very Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Low
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Moderate
Level 7 (Violent)	Moderate
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Moderate
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Low

Farewell...

Nothing more to add really.

Happy New Year

happy new year to my loyal reader. singular as most of the rest of you have probably given up on me by now.

And no, I didn't write this at midnight!. much later than that, although 00:00 seemed a more symbolic time.

hope 2007 brings you all love and happiness. or money/chocolate as personal preferences take you..

a "relaxed" SMF