BHS BRIGHTON
COFFEE LOUNGE
Situated in Churchill Square it provides excellent service, and marvellous Baguettes, freshly made every day, with various fillings. My hubby said the Coronation Chicken was great. Also Sausage Rolls ,yummie fairy cakes with butter cream in choices of Lemon,Vanilla,Chocolate or Strawberry. Hot Chocolate with cream, what more could you ask for ?
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Good Designs of the lampshades. The Manageress very quick and keeps every thing running smoothly, and in order, the young ones smiling and carry your tray, open bottles and a little laugh and chat if they have time.
SPUD U LIKE Churchill Square B/ ton
I had forgotten my cushion, should I ask?yes I did! and Nick the Unit Manager got one.Wow I was surprised. Lovely Jacket Potatoes & Baked Beans.
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CLINTONS Western Road B/ton
Wondeful Window ART DECO CARDS
And Inside Carrier Bags to match, beautiful designs on Calender. Great assortment. Many cards for all occassions
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COOLBUYS" MONTEFIORE ROAD HOVE****
RECORD BREAKING NUMBER DRAW TICKETS BOUGHT IO BOOKS FOR ST. PATRICKS CHURCH FAIR=HOMELESS. NOV 24th. 5 IN A book £1 . ? £21 THANKYOU Now WHO CAN BEAT THAT. WELL DONE " COOLBUYS" MONTEFIORE ROAD HOVE
THANKYOU TO ALL BUY GOD + guides me. But every 1p counts. and I sell on behalf Fthr Alan Sharpe T/Number O1273 735851 . St Patricks HOVE
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"COOLBUYS" MONTEFIORE ROAD HOVE
Known for their Pastries, Italian Coffee, Ice Drinks. Newspapers very early rise. Even a few seats outside.Staff very nice,everywhere.
A & E SHOE REPAIRS Montefiore Road HOVE
The Advice given how to clean Tap Shoes brilliant and right.Stupendous Key Rings ,Shoe Care Products., Hand Bags and Leather Repairs , .and DISABILTY SHOES. Umbrellas.. Lovely people.
ST. PATRICKS CHURCH Cambridge Road HOVE HOMELESS
RUN by The PRIEST FTHR. ALAN SHARPE 25 YEARS
WON HERO OF THE YEAR IN 2OO5
For His PRAYERS, LOVE DEDICATION , ENDLESS HELP. ALL DONE IN PRAYER. “KNOCK SEEK and You will FIND HIS ever OPEN DOOR, and love for all+"
Saturday, 18 August 2007
Friday, 17 August 2007
OH RUBY LOVE
Oh Ruby Love the pipes, the pipes were calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying
Tis you, tis you must go and I must bide.
But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
Yes. I'll be there? in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Ruby Love, Oh Ruby Love I miss you so.
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying
Tis you, tis you must go and I must bide.
But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
Yes. I'll be there? in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Ruby Love, Oh Ruby Love I miss you so.
Your favourite song Oh Danny Boy.
Ill Sing again one day for you in Church.
Amazing Grace,Its Time To Say Goodbye+
Thursday, 16 August 2007
ANGEL FACE
WHILE WAITING FOR FRIENDS IN BORDERS, WAITING FOR COFFEE I
SAW IN A BOOK THIS LOVELY SHAWL SO MADE QUICK POEM UP
As I look into your beautiful face
The colours of your shawl lit up the human race
The big brown eyes staring at me
Maybe your thoughts are wandering out to sea
Of a loved one coming home to you
The delicate make up and the purt nose
No one knows where you have come from
Looking like a mystic rose
Or maybe you made the shawl
The pinks and mauves that are interwoven
But chosen them to match the flowers in the garden.
SAW IN A BOOK THIS LOVELY SHAWL SO MADE QUICK POEM UP
As I look into your beautiful face
The colours of your shawl lit up the human race
The big brown eyes staring at me
Maybe your thoughts are wandering out to sea
Of a loved one coming home to you
The delicate make up and the purt nose
No one knows where you have come from
Looking like a mystic rose
Or maybe you made the shawl
The pinks and mauves that are interwoven
But chosen them to match the flowers in the garden.
Dear Ruby Carey My Friend. (Dcd. 01/12/2007)
THE VERY THOUGHT OF YOU
And I forget to do
Those ordinary things
Everyone?ought to do
I’m living in a kind of day dream
I’m not as happy as a King
And foolish as it may seem to me
You were my everything
The mere idea of you
The longing here for you,
You’ll never know how slow?
The moments go till when I was with you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in skies above.
It’s just the thought of you.
The very thoughts of you, my love.
May God +let you R.I.P
Ruby with the lovely blue eyes,and smile.
My Friend forever.xxx
The Horses were out of this world and so peaceful
Outside St.Peters Church.
THE VERY THOUGHT OF YOU
And I forget to do
Those ordinary things
Everyone?ought to do
I’m living in a kind of day dream
I’m not as happy as a King
And foolish as it may seem to me
You were my everything
The mere idea of you
The longing here for you,
You’ll never know how slow?
The moments go till when I was with you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in skies above.
It’s just the thought of you.
The very thoughts of you, my love.
May God +let you R.I.P
Ruby with the lovely blue eyes,and smile.
My Friend forever.xxx
The Horses were out of this world and so peaceful
Outside St.Peters Church.
Wednesday, 15 August 2007
I CANNOT TELL
The Hymn To The Tune of “ Oh Danny Boy”
I cannot tell how he whom angels worship
Should stoop to love the peoples of the earth
Or why as shepherd he should seek the wand’rer
With his mysterious promise of new birth.
But this I know that he was born of Mary
When Bethl’ems manger was his only home
And that he lived at Nazareth and laboured
And so the Saviour. Saviour of the world is come.
I cannot tell how silently he suffered
As with his peace he graced this place of tears
Or now his heart upon the cross was broken
the crown of pain to three and thirty years.
But this I know, he heals the broken-hearted
And stays our sin, and calms our lurking fear
And lifts the burden from the heavy laden
For yet the Saviour . Saviour of the world’s nere
I cannot tell how he will win the nations
How he will claim is early heritage
how satisfy the needs and aspirations
of east and west, of sinner and of sage.
But this I know all flesh shall see his glory
God Bless+
I cannot tell how he whom angels worship
Should stoop to love the peoples of the earth
Or why as shepherd he should seek the wand’rer
With his mysterious promise of new birth.
But this I know that he was born of Mary
When Bethl’ems manger was his only home
And that he lived at Nazareth and laboured
And so the Saviour. Saviour of the world is come.
I cannot tell how silently he suffered
As with his peace he graced this place of tears
Or now his heart upon the cross was broken
the crown of pain to three and thirty years.
But this I know, he heals the broken-hearted
And stays our sin, and calms our lurking fear
And lifts the burden from the heavy laden
For yet the Saviour . Saviour of the world’s nere
I cannot tell how he will win the nations
How he will claim is early heritage
how satisfy the needs and aspirations
of east and west, of sinner and of sage.
But this I know all flesh shall see his glory
God Bless+
Monday, 13 August 2007
When A Child Is Born
A Ray of hope flickers in the sky,
A tiny star lights up way up high,
All across the land dawns a brand new morn,
This comes to pass when a child is born.
A silent dawn settles all around,
You got the feel you’re on solid ground,
For spell or to no one seems for-lorn,
This comes to pass when a child is born
It’s all a born. This come to pass when a child is born
Wish sails the seven seas,
The winds of change whisper in the tree,
And the walls of doubt crum-ble tossed and torn,
This comes to pass when a child is born
A rosy dream, an illusion now,
It must come true some-time soon some how,
All across the land dawns a brand new morn,
This comes to pass when a child is born.
A tiny star lights up way up high,
All across the land dawns a brand new morn,
This comes to pass when a child is born.
A silent dawn settles all around,
You got the feel you’re on solid ground,
For spell or to no one seems for-lorn,
This comes to pass when a child is born
It’s all a born. This come to pass when a child is born
Wish sails the seven seas,
The winds of change whisper in the tree,
And the walls of doubt crum-ble tossed and torn,
This comes to pass when a child is born
A rosy dream, an illusion now,
It must come true some-time soon some how,
All across the land dawns a brand new morn,
This comes to pass when a child is born.
Friday, 10 August 2007
My Kangaroo TRUE
I made and sent my Kangaroo to mum's little girl in Australia but its tail so large after stuffing the toy it wouldnt go in box, so put it inside, the little girl called it Skippyl, the little girl was thrilled when the Kangaroo arrived and showed it to her mother, Oh she said the Tail is inside and instructions how to sew on.
Her Mother did this, and Jane went to her bedroom screaming with delight and bouncing it up and down . Night time came put it looking out of the window .Next day they all went for a picnic and Jane took Skippy with them they all loved it, where did it come from Mummies friend in England she said it skipped all these miles over to me that's why I called it Skippy. But Jane noticed a Baby in pouch and called it Soosh shoosh, and she said its asleep in the pouch,but had to be fed later, she really treated it as if it was real they all had a wonderful day..
Her Mother did this, and Jane went to her bedroom screaming with delight and bouncing it up and down . Night time came put it looking out of the window .Next day they all went for a picnic and Jane took Skippy with them they all loved it, where did it come from Mummies friend in England she said it skipped all these miles over to me that's why I called it Skippy. But Jane noticed a Baby in pouch and called it Soosh shoosh, and she said its asleep in the pouch,but had to be fed later, she really treated it as if it was real they all had a wonderful day..
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