Okay, not quite – but the village festive season does kick off with the Christmas Dinner in the Hall tomorrow (Thursday) night from 7pm! Thanks to all those who replied, and offered help in some way. The catering team are currently bringing sprouts to the simmer – you like them yellow and sulphurous, don’t you?! – but look forward to seeing you all there!
The Garvald Children’s Poetry Competition books (containing all entries to the competition) were given to prizewinners, the judge, local schools and Haddington library. One has also gone on the bookshelf at The Garvald Inn for local people to read.
There are a dozen of these books left over and they have been delivered to The Garvald Inn. If you’d like one to keep, please ask for a copy at the pub – but it is ‘first come, first served’ as stocks are limited. A copy of this book is also available online in PDF format, accessible from the Poetry Competition 2015 page.
Tom MacGill, who lived at Whitelaws in Garvald for many years, died recently. He was in his ninetieth year.
A funeral service will be held at Seafield Crematorium on Friday 4th December at 12 noon. And it will be followed by a service of thanksgiving in Garvald Church from 3.30pm.
Yester Primary’s Christmas Fayre is this Thursday from 6.30pm to 8.30pm. Why not pop along. There will be lots of stalls – perfect for some Christmas shopping!
Local resident Sylvia Murray is running her Winter Upholstery Workshops on Tuesday 1st and Thursday 3rd of December (with the possibility of an additional one on Wednesday 2nd, depending on demand). This time they’ll be taking place in the Poldrate Arts & Craft Centre in Haddington and will run from 10am till 4pm. The cost is £50 for the day. They’re always lots of fun and a great wee taster session for anyone thinking about enrolling in the upholstery class next term. Contact Sylvia if you’re interested, on:- 830 683.
After those wonderful poems, it seems wrong to post a banal reminder about Christmas Dinner replies. But someone was going to have to lower the tone …
Please, can you post response slips and monies into the black mail box at The Rowans before the end of the week? Many thanks in advance!
Little boat, vast ocean
Cold, calm, gentle motion
Flickering, flaring
Soothing, settling
Little boat, vast ocean
Tiny stars, giant moon
Dancing, swirling, darkish loom
Sharp white, lapping light
Tiny stars, giant moon
Little boat, vast ocean
Deafening silence, faithful motion
Sharp shadows
Twinkling turquoise
Little boat, vast ocean
Tiny stars, giant moon
Bright display, blackish loom
Glowing gas
Black, blue
Tiny stars, giant moon.
by
Ruth Meynell, Age 12
Light, light in the night,
Why is it so bright?
I hate living in the city.
It seems at night,
That its daylight,
All the street lamps
And signs are terribly bright,
I hate living in the city.
I feel like it’s the sun
It’s so bright,
I’ve said it twice
And I’ll say it again
I HATE living in the city.
by
Molly Clark, Age 10
The sky is dark, the moon is out,
The animals are in their slumber.
The stars are out
The sun is away for the very next day.
The stars are burning with light
Like diamonds sewn across black silk of the night.
The sky is blacker than coal
From the fire beneath the logs in my home.
by
Olivia Urquhart McKendry, Age 8