Lenny has been immortalised in a museum, as he should be

[SainterK]

....well sort of



Sports area in Scienceworks, where Adam Cooney takes you through handballing

(edit, I only just noticed Farren haha)

[loris]

....well sort of



Sports area in Scienceworks, where Adam Cooney takes you through handballing

(edit, I only just noticed Farren haha)

Thanks "SainterK".......................... my two fave Saints players Lenny and Farren......................... I like the chiselled, lean, hungry male look. Pity about the guernsey on my boy Farren tho'

[SainterK]

No worries Loris

Always thought Lenny deserved such an honour

[asiu]

.i can do the lean and hungry look ... does that help ?

(be gentle with me girls , i'm sensitive)

[crippa2sipa]

Personally I prefer the "lean and hungry with a penchant for gardening and poetry" look.

[loris]

Personally I prefer the "lean and hungry with a penchant for gardening and poetry" look.

You sound like a "Bloomsberry Set" lad crip2sip?........................

Do I detect in posts of yours that cause such angst to some on this site........ a poster interested in uncharted territory; the mysteries of the interior???????????????? Be it saintly or other........ you chamelon you

Well me lad, best leave you with a short poem of D H Lawrence for you to muse 'pon

The Heart of Man

There is the other universe, of the heart of man
that we know nothing of, that we dare not explore.

A strange grey distance separates
our pale mind still from the pulsating continent
of the heart of man.

Fore-runners have barely landed on the shore
and no man knows, no women knows
the mystery of the interior
when darker still than Congo or Amazon
flow the heart's rivers of fulness, desire and distress.

[crippa2sipa]

Personally I prefer the "lean and hungry with a penchant for gardening and poetry" look.

You sound like a "Bloomsberry Set" lad crip2sip?........................

Do I detect in posts of yours that cause such angst to some on this site........ a poster interested in uncharted territory; the mysteries of the interior???????????????? Be it saintly or other........ you chamelon you

Well me lad, best leave you with a short poem of D H Lawrence for you to muse 'pon

The Heart of Man

There is the other universe, of the heart of man
that we know nothing of, that we dare not explore.

A strange grey distance separates
our pale mind still from the pulsating continent
of the heart of man.

Fore-runners have barely landed on the shore
and no man knows, no women knows
the mystery of the interior
when darker still than Congo or Amazon
flow the heart's rivers of fulness, desire and distress.

Loris, my lady, thou hast cleft my heart in twain (for you seem to see to the very heart of me).
Polonius, and many on here, would have put the matter more artfully: "That he's mad, 'tis true, 'tis true 'tis pity, And pity 'tis 'tis true—a foolish figure, But farewell it, for I will use no art."

[asiu]

.lol.


.oi u 2 , it's me thats lean and bloody hungry !

.how not enough aboutmement !!!

[desertsaint]

poetry thread needed?
this defined me...mind you my road came back,


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

[crippa2sipa]

Attribution needed -

Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken.

[whiskers3614]

Bloomsbury set/group
Depravity masquerading as philosophy!

[crippa2sipa]

Whiskers darling,
You are a feisty and a worthy opponent and I urge you to amend your misdescription of yourself on the Ad Hominem thread at once. You are altogether too modest.
The "Bloomsbury Set" lads were mostly Cambridge men. This means they were necessarily depraved (as students from the other place will tell you).
Lean and hungry with a penchant for gardening and poetry I may be. But one thing I am not is a Cambridge man. Yuck! I shall have words with Loris later...

[saintbrat]

....well sort of



Sports area in Scienceworks, where Adam Cooney takes you through handballing

(edit, I only just noticed Farren haha)

national Sports museum has the Saints in several backdrops in the game On area... particularly the hand ball section.

but I should have suggested they get an updated Saints jumper for our display- has Ball, hayes, Riewoldt and Lyon signatures so must have been 1997 version.
they manage to maintain Tony Locketts Brownlow there which is nice.

[loris]

The "Bloomsbury Set" lads were mostly Cambridge men. This means they were necessarily depraved (as students from the other place will tell you).
Lean and hungry with a penchant for gardening and poetry I may be. But one thing I am not is a Cambridge man. Yuck! I shall have words with Loris later...

Hark crippa2sipa don't get too uppity with me..................... pray doth recall those lines from that prestigious tome,

The Wind in the Willows

The clever men at Oxford
Know all that there is to be knowed
But they none of them know one half as much
As intelligent Mr Toad.

[loris]

.lol.


.oi u 2 , it's me thats lean and bloody hungry !

.how not enough aboutmement !!!

Ah but gazza me luvvie one, 'the old bard' warns fair maidens about lean and hungy men.............................


"Yond' Cassius has a lean and hungry look;
He thinks too much: such men are dangerous."

[asiu]

.ahhhhhhh , yes , 'thinking' too much
.... having asked many to 'think' me an original thought ,
has divined for me , the wellspring.

.... and therein lays any discernable difference between thee , thou or thy.
one 'thinks' he leads , One knows , Spirit leads.

.think me an original thought.
Anyone ! ?

.and no cheating , by taking that which Your Vessel tells you first.

[crippa2sipa]

Hark crippa2sipa don't get too uppity with me..................... pray doth recall those lines from that prestigious tome,

The Wind in the Willows

The clever men at Oxford
Know all that there is to be knowed
But they none of them know one half as much
As intelligent Mr Toad.

Loris, like a haunting Hamlet,
You have set up a glass
Where I may see the inmost part of me.
No better am I than Mr Toad – indeed worse - you are right.
A hubris-filled Othello more like.
For I "like the base Judean threw a pearl away Richer than all his tribe”.

I am justly rebuked.

“And so, no way but this, Killing myself, to die upon a kiss.”

[crippa2sipa]

.think me an original thought.
Anyone ! ?

The burden falls on thee , dear Gazrat
Our esteemed and beloved Poet Laureate

[asiu]

.it's just a step to the left



Every man is given the opportunity .

.... accessing the 'original' is not hard ,
once we willingly give up what (in reality) we never owned.

.tis a game of 'allowance'.
.... allowing the Source , to channel It's Inspiration.
.... allowing Ourself , to get out of our own way.

.easypeasy.

[asiu]

.locating the Soul that hears , the Soul that sees ,
this is the rarity.

.... originality is as common as muck ,
but it won't be 'thought'.

[loris]

.ahhhhhhh , yes , 'thinking' too much
.... having asked many to 'think' me an original thought ,
has divined for me , the wellspring.

.... and therein lays any discernable difference between thee , thou or thy.
one 'thinks' he leads , One knows , Spirit leads.

.think me an original thought.
Anyone ! ?

.and no cheating , by taking that which Your Vessel tells you first.

I'm cheating alas my lord me thinks, nay mine knoweth, I humbly follow not lead:

............ "When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past, (1966 Premiership )
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, (especially seasons 1997, 2009 & 2010 )
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:

.......................................................................

But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restored and sorrows end".

[asiu]

... we are all cheating ,












Ourselves.

[loris]

... we are all cheating ,












Ourselves.

Oh esteemed Saintsational Poet Laureate "gazrat" as Crippa2Sipa hath so rightfully dubbed thee....................... was it not that lessor Poet Laureate, Sir John Betjeman, who penned lines something that goes thus: "Old men who never cheated, never doubted"? Or some such words

Talking of Sir John, as is my wont.......................... oh I just love David Essex's rendition of Betjeman's poem Myfanwy.

Now why isn't there a ode or two about our Lenny and Farren that could be put to music.....then we can get SainterK's post back on track

[asiu]

.did any of these 'older' oft quoted immortals desire to be shot dead at 93 by a much younger jealous husband ?

[Iceman234]