The note on the bag added insult to injury, as it states they regret the ‘damage’ to the mail. What damage?! All the frigging contents were taken!
I cannot begin to stress how annoyed I am about this. I mean, really? I know life can be hard at times, but this takes the biscuit.
The likelihood of the person(s) who stole the contents to be reading this is very slim, but I will say this anyway, “You’re a flipping knob. My friend was looking forward to her creams and British chocolates. Next time, rather than stealing, write to me at the return address at the back of the package. You never know, I may actually send you some.”
OK, OK… it is not a song so to speak, but I absolutely love, love, LOVE the American National Anthem ‘Star Spangled Banner’. Not only do I love it, but to have one of my favourite artists of all time sing it ~ Whitney Houston ~ makes me want to stand up and say “Yes, I’m proud to be American!” even though I am proud to be British. That’s how powerful the combination of the two are! 😀
I am aware that in the full version of the Anthem it states:
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps’ pollution
The rockets were glaring red and the bombs were bursting in air as the British relentlessly attacked Baltimore’s Fort McHenry on the night of Sept. 13-14, 1814, the last year of the War of 1812. When Francis Scott Key spotted, by the dawn’s early light, that his 15-starred flag was still there yet waving over the fort, he was inspired to write a poem honouring the victory.
This is not going to stop me from saying something is damn good if I think it is!
Enjoy ❤
“Star Spangled Banner”
Oh, say can you see by the dawn’s early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket’s red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe’s haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o’er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning’s first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
‘Tis the star-spangled banner! Oh long may it wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle’s confusion,
A home and a country should leave us no more!
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps’ pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war’s desolation!
Blest with victory and peace, may the heav’n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: “In God is our trust.”
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
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