The Poetry is going well, the Swimming is going well, and a few other things are going well. So I'm sat tight waiting for the bubble to burst. Well its burst already, but when things go wrong they tend to keep on going that way. We been contacted regarding that thing that I'm not writing about, a strange sort of contact as three letters that the allege that they sent never arrived. But this one did, so very strange indeed. Hey ho, just more problems to deal with. Then there's the coincidence. Nothing to do with the thing that I don't write about, but a lot to do with something else from last year. Very strange indeed, and as a fatalist, I simply don't believe in coincidence. Everything happens for a purpose, so there's a few loose ends that need to be tied up so I know what is going on with this one.
Meanwhile, I am chugging along with the poetry. I am trying to construct one in recognition of a Double George Medal winner who also won an MBE for Gallantry. A brave chap indeed, so my effort has to match the magnitude of the task in hand.
As for 'Zulu Rising' a fantastic retelling of an important part of British history. The farming warrior class of the Zulu nation was no match for the industrialisation of the British. Now don't get me wrong, the Zulu's out fought, out 'generalled' and out everything else compared to the British. But spears and hide shields are no match for a Gatlin Gun, Canon, and an endless supply of troops with the best weapons. The logistics and stealth was extremely impressive as well. We can recall the Zulu victory at Isandlwana as a matter of vast numbers against a badly weakened force who's perimeter was stretched, but come on folks, 25,000 warriors without being detected moved that close to the British camp. And anyway, the General didn't have to half his force and leave unclear orders. Nope, if he was so intent on chasing around the country killing the natives for no good reason at all, then there would have been better structure to the situation. Then again, the British wouldn't have been there in the first place.
Now that's a bit like the thing that I don't write about. A little bit of forethought and consideration by the other side, and we wouldn't be where we are today. If I win, I shall of course write and awful lot about everything, and remember, it ain't libel or slander if you did it!
Meanwhile, verse 7 has to be compiled. Then when its all done, I have to read it out to a few people, and if they like the finished product, then it will be posted on the Blog.
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