Mostly: Classical

[Sexton O Blake]

A 69 grub...

Well as I said it would have been nice to ensure the old bookmarks worked - and I am sure that never crossed Bob's mind that one would even care about stuff like that.

Anyways I did the figuring out..

OLD
URL - www.siliconinvestor.com/stocktalk/msg.gsp?msgid=19196223

NEW
URL - www.siliconinvestor.com/readmsg.aspx?msgid=19196223

(changed)

As it bombs and puts you at the same spot - I am sure a "re-direct" could have been added...

B

Since you are quoting Genesis -- and that is Mr. Phillip Collins ... I will flip back to Sir Peter Gabriel's ..

Harlequin from Nursery Cryme 1971
Came the night a mist dissolved the trees
And in the broken light colours fly, fading by.
Pale and cold as figures fill the glade
Grey is the web they spin, on and on, and on and on.
Through the flame still summer lingers on
Though her pictures soon shatter.

All, always the same,
But there appears in the shades of dawning,
Though your eyes are dim,
All of the pieces in the sky.

There was once a harvest in this land.
Reap from the turquoise sky, harlequin, harlequin.
Dancing round three children fill the glade,
Theirs was the laughter in the winding stream, and in between.
Close your talk, the picture fades again,
From the flames in the firelight.

All, always the same,
But there appears in the shades of dawning,
Though your eyes are dim,
All of the pieces in the sky.

All, all is not lost,
And light appears in the shade of dawning
When your eyes can see
Order the pieces, put them back, put them back.