ian1964 10,596 Posted January 21, 2017 Share Posted January 21, 2017 0 Quote Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
colinstein 294 Posted January 21, 2017 Share Posted January 21, 2017 pulls at the heart strings....even for an old cynic like me 0 Quote Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
pete 2,499 Posted January 21, 2017 Share Posted January 21, 2017 I noticed McGhee was not present. 0 Quote Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
BEARGER 1,829 Posted January 21, 2017 Share Posted January 21, 2017 (edited) I noticed McGhee was not present. Normally just directors of visiting club, I think? Edited January 21, 2017 by BEARGER 0 Quote Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
MacK1950 2,278 Posted January 21, 2017 Share Posted January 21, 2017 Great to see the tradition continuing long may it do so. 0 Quote Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Scott7 5,568 Posted January 21, 2017 Share Posted January 21, 2017 Shame they didn't have a decent dram to put in it. 0 Quote Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
colinstein 294 Posted January 21, 2017 Share Posted January 21, 2017 bring a tear tae a glass eye 0 Quote Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
der Berliner 3,466 Posted January 21, 2017 Share Posted January 21, 2017 (edited) When they said the Toast I remembered a tune of long ago ... and double checked quite a bit ere I found it. They all talk about Jerusalem, Rule Britannia and even God save the Queen, but how about that ... I Vow to Thee My Country I vow to thee, my country, all earthly things above, Entire and whole and perfect, the service of my love; The love that asks no question, the love that stands the test, That lays upon the altar the dearest and the best; The love that never falters, the love that pays the price, The love that makes undaunted the final sacrifice. I heard my country calling, away across the sea, Across the waves and waters, she calls and calls to me. Her sword is girded at her side, her helmet on her head, And around her feet are lying the dying and the dead; I hear the noise of battle, the thunder of her guns; I haste to thee, my mother, a son among thy sons. And there's another country, I've heard of long ago, Most dear to them that love her, most great to them that know; We may not count her armies, we may not see her King; Her fortress is a faithful heart, her pride is suffering; And soul by soul and silently her shining bounds increase, And her ways are ways of gentleness, and all her paths are peace. Music only ... ... and that's how it is sung: [video=youtube;fEUxgazdA-g] And if that does not stir a tear, I don't know what will. Edited January 21, 2017 by der Berliner 0 Quote Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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