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Thursday 12th March 2020

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on March 12, 2020 by bishshat

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Henry V statue on a roundabout by The Rosebird Centre.

Local businessman Tony Bird originally commissioned the statue for the opening of the Maybird Centre in the early 1990s where it was unveiled by the late Stratford-based actor Tim Pigott-Smith.

The six figure sum statue, which is made of high quality bronze, remained at the Maybird until 2013 but now Mr Bird wants to position it on a granite base on the roundabout at the top of the Shipston Road.

“Henry V is one of Shakespeare’s figures I’ve always admired,” Mr Bird told the Herald. “I removed the statue from the Maybird Centre as it was losing its impact and was not working for the town, being sited in the middle of a shopping centre principally used by local people. On the Rosebird island, everyone can see it. The statue, on this roundabout, will greet all the visitors from Oxford and London entering the town on the Shipston Road and visitors from the Cotswolds and it will help to demonstrate that Stratford is the home of William Shakespeare.”

The statue bears the face of Britain’s most famous actor Sir Laurence Olivier who arguably gave one of the finest performances of Henry V on the big screen.

John Blakeley, a well-known sculptor in the north of England designed and produced the 14ft statue and had worked with Sir Laurence Olivia previously, so the statue itself bears the exact same facial measurements of the iconic actor.

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Mr. Blue Sky

ELO

Morning! Today’s forecast calls for blue skies

Sun is shining in the sky
There ain’t a cloud in sight
It’s stopped raining
Everybody’s in the play
And don’t you know
It’s a beautiful new day
Hey ay ay!

Runnin’ down the avenue
See how the sun shines brightly
In the city
On the streets where once was pity
Mr. Blue
Sky is living here today
Hey ay ay!

Mr. Blue Sky
Please tell us why
You had to hide away
For so long (so long)
Where did we go wrong?

Mr. Blue Sky
Please tell us why
You had to hide away
For so long (so long)
Where did we go wrong?

Hey you with the pretty face
Welcome to the human race
A celebration
Mr. Blue Sky’s up there waitin’
And today
Is the day we’ve waited for
Ooorrr

Oh, Mr. Blue Sky
Please tell us why
You had to hide away
For so long (so long)
Where did we go wrong?

Hey there Mr. Blue
We’re so pleased to be with you
Look around see what you do
Everybody smiles at you

Hey there Mr. Blue
We’re so pleased to be with you
Look around see what you do
Everybody smiles at you

Mister Blue Sky!
Mister Blue Sky
Mister Blue Sky-yiy!

Mr. Blue you did it right
But soon comes Mr. Night
Creeping over
Now his hand is on your shoulder
Never mind
I’ll remember you this
I’ll remember you this way!

Mr. Blue Sky
Please tell us why
You had to hide away
For so long (so long)
Where did we go wrong?

Hey there Mr. Blue (Sky)
We’re so pleased to be with you (Sky)
Look around see what you do (Blue)
Everybody smiles at you

Please. Turn. Me. Ov-er

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Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more,
Or close the wall up with our English dead!
In peace there’s nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility;
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger:
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favoured rage;
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect.

Henry V, Act 3, Scene 1

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And Crispin Crispian shall ne’er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered;
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England, now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.

Henry V, Act 4, Scene 3

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He which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse:
We would not die in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is called the feast of Crispian:
He that outlives this day and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is named,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.

Henry V, Act 4, Scene 3

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Stealin’ Time

Gerry Rafferty

Stealin’ time, I’ve been stealin’ time
But I don’t feel guilty, cause the time was mine
I kept down low, kept down low
I walked right out, I had to let it go.

Stealin’ time, I’ve been stealin’ time
Forgot about everything and eased my mind
Stealin’ time, I was stealin’ time
But now I know it’s time to cross that line.

I watched the sky, watched the sky
Every day I let the world roll by
Sun and rain, sun and the rain
It felt so good to know that magic again.

Stealin’ time, I’ve been stealin’ time
Forgot about everything and eased my mind
Stealin’ time, I was stealin’ time
But now I know it’s time to cross that line.

Wait my love, wait my love
We’ll soon be brighter than the sun up above
Wait and see, wait and see
Forget about everything except you and me.

Stealin’ time, I’ve been stealin’ time
Forgot about everything and eased my mind
Stealin’ time, I was stealin’ time
But now I know it’s time to cross that line.

Roll on, cross that line, been so long, stealin’ time.

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