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BaftaBaby 
"Always entranced by cinema."
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Posted - 12/31/2008 : 10:14:13
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Sending New Year Good Wishes to all fwfrers and their families.
Have a film-filled fabulous 2009 
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ChocolateLady  "500 Chocolate Delights"
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Posted - 12/31/2008 : 11:09:03
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| Yes - Happy New Gregorian Year to you all! |
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Whippersnapper.  "A fourword thinking guy."
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Posted - 12/31/2008 : 12:08:46
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That goes from me too.  |
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benj clews  "...."
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Posted - 12/31/2008 : 12:17:35
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Yes... Happy New Year to everyone from myself and Mrs FWFR. I've been working on some really cool (IMO) FWFR stuff due to come your way in early 2009 (hopefully) so it should be an interesting year  |
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bife  "Winners never quit ... fwfr ... "
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Posted - 12/31/2008 : 12:33:08
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Happy new year to all (well in 4 hours anyway), can't wait to see what you've got lined up benj
Right, off to the pub. |
Edited by - bife on 01/01/2009 06:59:10 |
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Chris C  "Four words, never backwards."
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Posted - 12/31/2008 : 12:39:57
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Happy New Year to you all.
All the best for '09. |
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Larry  "Larry's time / sat merrily"
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Posted - 12/31/2008 : 12:44:34
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Yay Benj and FWFR - making 2009 something to look forward to. |
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chazbo  "Outta This Fuckin' Place"
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Posted - 12/31/2008 : 14:53:53
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I wish everyone a happy and productive Year of the Ox.
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randall  "I like to watch."
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Posted - 12/31/2008 : 15:18:33
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| HNY to everyone who reads this, and thanks to you all [especially benj] for helping to create such a fun and enduring diversion! |
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lemmycaution  "Long mired in film"
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Posted - 12/31/2008 : 15:55:57
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Christmas Oratio
W.H. Auden
Well, so that is that. Now we must dismantle the tree,
Putting the decorations back into their cardboard boxes --
Some have got broken -- and carrying them up to the attic.
The holly and the mistletoe must be taken down and burnt,
And the children got ready for school. There are enough
Left-overs to do, warmed-up, for the rest of the week --
Not that we have much appetite, having drunk such a lot,
Stayed up so late, attempted -- quite unsuccessfully --
To love all of our relatives, and in general
Grossly overestimated our powers. Once again
As in previous years we have seen the actual Vision and failed
To do more than entertain it as an agreeable
Possibility, once again we have sent Him away,
Begging though to remain His disobedient servant,
The promising child who cannot keep His word for long.
The Christmas Feast is already a fading memory,
And already the mind begins to be vaguely aware
Of an unpleasant whiff of apprehension at the thought
Of Lent and Good Friday which cannot, after all, now
Be very far off. But, for the time being, here we all are,
Back in the moderate Aristotelian city
Of darning and the Eight-Fifteen, where Euclid's geometry
And Newton's mechanics would account for our experience,
And the kitchen table exists because I scrub it.
It seems to have shrunk during the holidays. The streets
Are much narrower than we remembered; we had forgotten
The office was as depressing as this. To those who have seen
The Child, however dimly, however incredulously,
The Time Being is, in a sense, the most trying time of all.
For the innocent children who whispered so excitedly
Outside the locked door where they knew the presents to be
Grew up when it opened. Now, recollecting that moment
We can repress the joy, but the guilt remains conscious;
Remembering the stable where for once in our lives
Everything became a You and nothing was an It.
And craving the sensation but ignoring the cause,
We look round for something, no matter what, to inhibit
Our self-reflection, and the obvious thing for that purpose
Would be some great suffering. So, once we have met the Son,
We are tempted ever after to pray to the Father;
"Lead us into temptation and evil for our sake."
They will come, all right, don't worry; probably in a form
That we do not expect, and certainly with a force
More dreadful than we can imagine. In the meantime
There are bills to be paid, machines to keep in repair,
Irregular verbs to learn, the Time Being to redeem
From insignificance. The happy morning is over,
The night of agony still to come; the time is noon:
When the Spirit must practice his scales of rejoicing
Without even a hostile audience, and the Soul endure
A silence that is neither for nor against her faith
That God's Will will be done, That, in spite of her prayers,
God will cheat no one, not even the world of its triumph.
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w22dheartlivie  "Kitty Lover"
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Posted - 12/31/2008 : 19:30:17
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| May 2009 bring us all peace, prosperity and good health. |
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Airbolt  "teil mann, teil maschine"
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Posted - 12/31/2008 : 19:59:33
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| Happy New Year to all here |
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thefoxboy  "Four your eyes only."
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Posted - 12/31/2008 : 20:30:58
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| Happy 2009 to everyone. |
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Sean  "Necrosphenisciform anthropophagist."
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Posted - 12/31/2008 : 21:10:33
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Happy New Year to all. 
It's 10am on New Year's Day here. Last night there was the usual rockfest in town, except that this year it rained. Had been beautiful sunny hot weather all week too.  |
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Josh the cat  "ice wouldn't melt, you'd think ....."
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Posted - 01/01/2009 : 01:07:16
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Yep happy new year to you all
Keep on reviewing
Josh the cat |
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Koli  "Striving lackadaisically for perfection."
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Posted - 01/01/2009 : 11:04:33
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quote: Originally posted by Se�n
Happy New Year to all. 
It's 10am on New Year's Day here. Last night there was the usual rockfest in town, except that this year it rained. Had been beautiful sunny hot weather all week too. 
Happy new year everyone.
We can't quite match the heat of the southern hemisphere. The temperature's hardly risen above minus three over the past 36 hours or so. Brrr.
But are we downhearted? Not those of us who have a Christmas jumper to wear (not that I have), or a Yuletide-themed scarf (not that I have), or a spare pair of socks. |
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