RogerBW's Blog

A friend likes to sum up his year in a set number of words, and I copy this fine idea. "Think of it as a short and un-boastful summary of the year, which nobody is expected to understand all of."

Double Steampunk; Handy Con; roofers; Kirkaldy; world's best cutlery drainer; Marlow Boardgames; FAST; printing for 3dhubs; Firefly; AAISPissup; writing for CPAN; Discourse; UK Games Expo; laptop repairs; Helsinki Worldcon; Whartstock 2017; Electric Railway and Midland Air Museums; Essen, Aeon's End; making role-playing and boardgaming podcasts; London museums; sense of doom.

A Happy New Year to you all.

And because it suits my mood at the moment:

GOD of our fathers, known of old,
     Lord of our far-flung battle line,
Beneath whose awful hand we hold
     Dominion over palm and pine—
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!

The tumult and the shouting dies;
     The Captains and the Kings depart;
Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice,
     An humble and a contrite heart.
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!

Far-called our navies melt away;
     On dune and headland sinks the fire;
Lo, all our pomp of yesterday
     Is one with Nineveh and Tyre!
Judge of the Nations, spare us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!

If, drunk with sight of power, we loose
     Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe,
Such boastings as the Gentiles use,
     Or lesser breeds without the Law—
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!

For heathen heart that puts her trust
     In reeking tube and iron shard—
All valiant dust that builds on dust,
     And guarding calls not Thee to guard.
For frantic boast and foolish word,
Thy Mercy on Thy People, Lord!