Carl's Brum Blog: Brummie Skins

Friday 6 June 2008

Brummie Skins

I used to be a Skinhead in the late 70's and 80's, had some great laughs, a few rows, plenty of boozing, went to some good concerts, had the good fortune to make friends with some diamond geezers. Here's a few photo's that I came across recently tucked away in a cupboard.

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In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.