BBC Anticlockwise Forecast for Seas around the British Isles

Thames, Humber, German Bight;

Fog remaining overnight

Fisher, Dogger, Tyne and Forth;

Strong winds abating from the north

 

Stormy soon in Cromarty and Viking

Continued, rapid lightning striking

Further west to north Fair Isle;

Visibility steady at over one mile

 

More north west in the Faeroes

Pressure falling; a strong gale blows

Contrast this south west in Bailey

Pressure is increasing daily

 

For those south east in Hebrides

Expect to sail on heavy seas

In Malin and nearby Rockall

Westerly blizzards are to fall

 

Further south into Shannon

Blasting winds like cannon

Calmer waters in Fastnet

Should provide a safer bet

 

Expected shortly across Lundy

A high of 1050; Sunday

Storm force 10, now in Sole

Building 11, on the whole

 

Further south across Fitzroy

Sunny spells to enjoy

But further east, in Biscay

Rougher seas and blowing spray

 

Plymouth, Portland, Wight and Dover

Temperatures rising, hurricane over

This concludes today’s forecast

Dear Auntie Beeb, may it long last

Forming Opinions

If opinion is divided,

Consensus not in sight.

Head and heart may disagree,

But both cannot be right

 

Bring to bear one measure;

The final acid test.

Belief may be convincing,

But evidence is best.

 

A Toast

Come any who might with me dine
Of choicest foods and finer wine
And know full well that down the line
You too must share this cup of mine

Then do not seek to chide thine host
Instead drink deep that final toast
For that you have you forfeit most
Of what remains you cannot boast

The Bell at the End of the World

Once more the cracked bell knolled
Beware this fate it told
No destiny sure as yours
Kept to your present course

It made its plaintive sound
To turn his path around
For most its call boomed clear
Use dialogue, not fear

Odd, though, to offer choice
In cold forged metal voice
When none was to be made
His path would not be swayed

His chosen mind-set steady
With finger poised and ready
Just one thing left to do
All sage advice eschew

Wishful Thinking

If ‘happy’ is a state of mind,

And life granted people wishes

Would you ask for simply this

Or would you wish for riches

 

For me I’d ask for inner peace

To feel I’ve done my best

Not joy or wealth or even health

But to know I’ve passed the test

Stop the Deaths

It has to stop; it serves no end

Except to fuel a relentless trend

Religious difference, sectarian strife

Cannot justify taking life

 

We are all people, making our way

Our differences don’t give cause to slay

Calm hot tempers, counsel care

Terrorism leads nowhere.

To The Few

If you are a person, who can see a job through

And not seek to boast, about that which you do

If friends mark you out, as one who shares

And strangers describe you, as someone who cares

If you keep your own counsel, know your own mind

And try to help others, not just your own kind

If you love somebody else, with all your heart

And cannot be tempted, when set far apart

If you are a constant, when others should be

And, knowing their weakness, still have pity

If put in harm’s way, you help others first

And put under pressure, cannot be coerced

If knowing your faults, you try to improve

And not expect others, their flaws to remove

If just some of these facets apply well to you

You are a great person, And one of the few