The Tay Bridge Disaster
I was more than pleased to accept an invitation to contribute to this excellent blog and hope that I can fit in without too much trouble. I thought that in keeping with the location of this blog my first post should be something Scottish.
'Twas a grim winter night back in the dim and distant past, the 28th December 1879 to be more precise, when Mother Nature decided to create a disaster of immense proportions; a disaster which gave rise to one of the finest poems ever written by a man who, in my opinion, was a poetic genius! For the more ghoulish amongst you greater detail of the disaster, complete with piccy's, can be found here.
'Twas a grim winter night back in the dim and distant past, the 28th December 1879 to be more precise, when Mother Nature decided to create a disaster of immense proportions; a disaster which gave rise to one of the finest poems ever written by a man who, in my opinion, was a poetic genius! For the more ghoulish amongst you greater detail of the disaster, complete with piccy's, can be found here.
posted by Anon E Mouse at 12:43 pm
2 Comments:
My most favourite poem ever!
I think that it is indeed a fine poem, but there are a lot of people out there who will disagree with us Jane - some people just have no soul.
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