Superally Posted December 31, 2023 Report Share Posted December 31, 2023 Happy New Year to all Pars fans. Hope you all stay Injury free in 24Ā š Bliadhna mhath Ć¹r Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
da_no_1 Posted December 31, 2023 Report Share Posted December 31, 2023 Aw the best to all of us all over the world. COYP ā½ļø Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Piracy Posted December 31, 2023 Report Share Posted December 31, 2023 All the best to all Pars fans and families throughout the planet. COYP for ever ā¤ļøĀ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Al k Posted December 31, 2023 Report Share Posted December 31, 2023 Happy new to everyone when it comes. Long may yer lums reek. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
worldwiderab Posted December 31, 2023 Report Share Posted December 31, 2023 Happy new year to all for our new year and also for those in the Antipodes that has already started. This is usually the bit when many try to forecast the future but I think I will give it a miss this year as I am always wrong. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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buspasspar Posted December 31, 2023 Report Share Posted December 31, 2023 HAPPY NEW YEAR Ā .. Ā to All Pars Fans .. Players .. Backroom/Office Staff Ā volunteers and Families Hope 2024 is good to you AllĀ To all our walking wounded I hope you all make a full recovery Ā Soon Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā COYP 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Piracy Posted December 31, 2023 Report Share Posted December 31, 2023 I love this poem, picked it up years ago, think off maybe. Net Brunswickāsļ»æĀ ļ»æjukebox plays a background serenade, theme fae Peyton Placeļ»æ He sits and sips his Vat Sixty Nine, an he hears a scream in every silent face Or maybe its the whistle fae the train he hearās, back when he was still small He imagines his Mam putting herļ»æĀ lipstick on at the mirror wi ducks on the wall Theļ»æļ»æļ»æļ»æĀ Ghost of not knowing, still following him about, singing Beatles songs The Companion set is in the fireplace, on a stand, brush shovel and tongs He seeās the blue sky and feels the breeze, hears the wind like a wee lad He imagines his Mamās laugh like waves caressing the shore an feels sad Dad studies the evening news and marks three horses wi his parker pen Glances up fae the two mile chase an says yer lookin braw the night hen She pretended tae be embarrassed hearing words she knew tae be true He remembers Hogmanayās wi his Mam and Dad, knows they were too few The lazy wind blows through, as Winter bites hard but his overcoat is empty Behind his private door, the well that holds aw the tears, empties gently He sits and waits as the bells draw near, watches the candle slowly burn He imagines them all back together again, but knows they can never return 4 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Secure Par Posted December 31, 2023 Report Share Posted December 31, 2023 All the best for 2024 folks!Ā Ā 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
scottyboy Posted January 1 Report Share Posted January 1 Oh aye! HNY to everyone on East End Bounce.Ā 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yorkie Posted January 1 Report Share Posted January 1 13 hours ago, Piracy said: I love this poem, picked it up years ago, think off maybe. Net Brunswickāsļ»æĀ ļ»æjukebox plays a background serenade, theme fae Peyton Placeļ»æ He sits and sips his Vat Sixty Nine, an he hears a scream in every silent face Or maybe its the whistle fae the train he hearās, back when he was still small He imagines his Mam putting herļ»æĀ lipstick on at the mirror wi ducks on the wall Theļ»æļ»æļ»æļ»æĀ Ghost of not knowing, still following him about, singing Beatles songs The Companion set is in the fireplace, on a stand, brush shovel and tongs He seeās the blue sky and feels the breeze, hears the wind like a wee lad He imagines his Mamās laugh like waves caressing the shore an feels sad Dad studies the evening news and marks three horses wi his parker pen Glances up fae the two mile chase an says yer lookin braw the night hen She pretended tae be embarrassed hearing words she knew tae be true He remembers Hogmanayās wi his Mam and Dad, knows they were too few The lazy wind blows through, as Winter bites hard but his overcoat is empty Behind his private door, the well that holds aw the tears, empties gently He sits and waits as the bells draw near, watches the candle slowly burn He imagines them all back together again, but knows they can never return Piracy , havenāt seen that before , have to admit teared up by the end.Ā 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
the saline hill puma Posted January 1 Report Share Posted January 1 Happy new year folksĀ 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Piracy Posted January 1 Report Share Posted January 1 1 hour ago, Yorkie said: Piracy , havenāt seen that before , have to admit teared up by the end.Ā It reads very poignantly for most at this time of year, when it's about remembering lost ones.Ā Ā Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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