.. a very good post Dave .. might see you up there next year too ..

Jon

The Desiderata is also mounted on the wall in our outside toilet plus we have a framed one in the caravan so it travels with us. They are words that I try to live by.

This is the copy I have:

I remember when it came out on the radio as a spoken word piece by Les Crane.

Vic wrote:

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sucastja wrote:

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Beautiful - I'm sure my parents used to have it on the inside of their toilet door also. Why the toilet door? Maybe so you can sit and ponder :)

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 My reasons are because the toilet is a good escape when we are peed off with someone or something, so can sit there and read it to make you feel better.

I probably wouldn't bother to read it elsewhere, not being a reader at the best of times. 

I'm pretty sure Telly Savalas read it out on a recording as well at some time. 

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 The first time I came across those amazing words, they were inscribed on someone's unmarked grave stone back in the late fifties. I was told at the time that the author was buried beneath them. The next time those words appeared to me was in a book titled 'Office Graffiti' which was given to me as a Christmas present in the seventies. It was only in the early nineties, when computers made my research possible, did I discover that the true author of this inspirational work was indeed Max Erhmann.

As to why many folk keep it on the toilet door? Lateral thinking would suggest, that meaningful contemplation is always deeper whilst one is seated, undisturbed, on the throne.

Had a feeling that both you and Jonathan would be the first to add to the thread and nice to see that Rosey, Bob, Hylda and Jon liked it too.

Yes Jonathan, ( and judging by your avatar pic, the grog needs to be moderated some ) we will be winging our way back up north to that splendid site again, mainly because those dulcet tones of yours need to be heard once again, before we set off on the big 360 to go and see Vic and so many other WA treasures over there in the west.

All the work on the bus conversion is now complete and my Queen is rearing to get going, on the big trip she has waited for over a year to do. Looking forward to seeing you all, but until then, have a very happy festive season and may 2012 keep all of you GN's in good health and well-being.

edited for omissions.

there was a poem or something hanging on the door of our out door loo
on the farm, something about a bird whistling happy trying to keep warm and
a cow does his thing on him , or was it the bird whistling happly and then the cat found
the bird and ate him, something about keeping your mouth shut.. cant quite remember it ..

Milo, is this what you were thinking of?

Once upon a time there was a non-conforming sparrow, who decided not to fly south for the winter. However, soon the weather turned so cold that he reluctantly started to fly south. In a short time ice began to form on his wings, and he fell into a barn yard, and almost froze to death. 

A cow passed by and done what cows do on the little bird. The sparrow thought this was his end. But instead, the manure warmed him and defrosted his wings. 

Warm and happy, able to breathe he started to sing. Just then a large cat came by and, hearing the chirping, investigated the sound. The cat cleared away the manure, found the chirping bird and promptly ate him up.

The moral of the story:

1. Everyone who poos on you is not necessarily your enemy.

2. Everyone who gets you out of the poo is not necessarily your friend.

3. If you are warm and happy in a pile of poo  keep your mouth shut.

-- Edited by landy on Sunday 4th of December 2011 10:15:44 AM

Ha Ha, couple of good ones Troopy and Landy, enjoyed both, thanks