Jeff—Saturday
Last week I announced Barbara’s and my wedding in a post
titled, “No Gifts Please.” Now that
we’re married, things have changed.
But not for the reasons you might think. Rather it all
arises out of something I first learned on New Years Eve.
My ninth book in the Chief Inspector Andreas Kaldis series,
AN AEGEAN APRIL—centered on the Eastern Mediterranean refugee crisis, and picked
by Library Journal as a Best Book of
2018—has been selected as a KINDLE MONTHLY DEAL for January!
What this opportunity means to a book buyer is An Aegean April is now available for
purchase through January 31st across every e-book platform for $0.99
by simply clicking on the link https://books2read.com/u/38E86w
Now, on to what I’d actually planned on posting before my very
pleasant New Years Eve surprise. It’s a piece
that really should be written by a Scot since it’s derived from a poem by
perhaps the most famous Scot of all, Robert Burns (1759-1796),
Burns wrote the poem (here’s the original version)
in 1787, set to the tune of a traditional folk tune (Roud #6294). Its seminal phrase, “Auld Lang Syne,” is
traditionally translated as “long, long ago” though “old long ago” is more
literally correct (based upon my deep understanding of the Lowland Scots
language) and is a song about love and friendship in times past. For those of
us who believe in time travel, astral planes, and questionable sobriety, I
should point out that the phrase “auld lang syne” has been used by other poets
in their work, including one Allan Ramsay (1686-1757), which I guess gives our
Caro and her Alan a claim to have beaten me to the punch (bowl).
Happy New Year, everyone—and please forgive me, Scotland.
And never brought to mind?
Should odd acquaintance be for not,
And made to toe the line?
For all fond thine, I cheer,
For all fond mine,
We'll share a cup o' kindness yet,
For we’re all fine.
And surely you’ll pick yours to hug!
And surely I'll pick mine!
And we'll show a lot o' kindness yet,
For we’re all fine.
For all fond thine, I cheer,
For all fond mine,
We'll share a cup o' kindness yet,
For we’re all fine.
We all have run about the hills
In search of flower wine;
And wandered many a weary foot,
But we’re all fine.
For all fond thine, I cheer,
For all fond mine,
We'll share a cup o' kindness yet,
For we’re all fine.
We too have paddled up the stream,
In mourning, fun, and grind;
And seas between us broad have roar'd,
But we’re all fine.
For all fond thine, I cheer,
For all fond mine,
We'll share a cup o' kindness yet,
For we’re all fine.
And here's a hand, my trusty friend!
And give a hand o' thine!
And we'll drink to kindness and good will,
For we’re all fine.
For all fond thine, I cheer,
For all fond mine,
We'll share a cup o' kindness yet,
For we’re all fine.
A Happy, Healthy, and Prosperous New Year to ALL!
—Jeff
Jeff's 2020 Speaking Engagements and Signings (in formation):
Thursday, March 12-Sunday, March 15, 2020
San Diego, CA
LEFT COAST
CRIME—San Diego Marriott Mission Valley
Panels yet
to be announced
Monday, March 16, 2020, 11AM-2PM
Saddlebrooke, Arizona 85739
FRIENDS OF
SADDLEBROOKE LIBRARIES
30th
Anniversary Authors Luncheon
SaddleBrooke
Clubhouse
40010 S.
Ridgeview Blvd.
Author
Speaking and Signing
Thursday, June 4--Sunday, June 7, 2020
BRISTOL, UK
CRIMEFEST—Mercure
Bristol Grand Hotel
Panels yet
to be announced
I'll drink to that!
ReplyDeleteYeah, but... I've heard you'll drink to anything. [ducking and running]
DeleteRumor has it you'll drink to anything, Michael. :)
DeleteSince 'fine' means 99.9 percent pure silver, I have to agree with you, my fond friend, we're all fine. Long may we cheer, long may we leer, long may we dodge the foot in the rear.
ReplyDeleteSuch a rumormonger you are. But glad to hear we're all fine, at least the silver haired of us.
DeleteHmmm....I'd take a richt guid willie waught fir the sake oh auld lang syne. No it's not a medical procedure, it just means we'll have a drink for all times sake, (hopefully in Bristol ! ) And isn't scots a much more beautiful language than Gaelic ?
ReplyDeleteGesundheit. Bristol it is, and of course the beauty of your language is only exceeded by your own [he says dodging the question.]
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