This day is call'd the CRiB RHS Judging Day.
They that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,
And rouse themselves at the name of CRiB.
They that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast their neighbours,
And say "To-morrow is CRiB RHS Juding Day."
Then will they strip their sleeve and show their scars,
And say "These wounds I had on Judging day."
Old folk forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But they'll remember, with advantages,
What feats they did that day.
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers (mostly sisters);
For they to-day that sheds their blood (look out for those rose thorns),
Shall be brother or sister; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle there condition;
And gentle people in Curry Rivel now a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods and sisterhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That gardened with CRiB before RHS CRiB Judging day.
Dodgy doggerel by Woken Veil
CRiB has a major judging day, Mon 29th July; the National Finals of Britain in Bloom, Champion of Champions.
This will be a bin collection day, so if you possibly can please could you collect your bin from the roadside as early as possible when emptied.
Judging starts at 9am, the judging will finish with a lunch at the village hall to which anyone who has helped or supported CRiB in any way is very welcome to come. Front garden entrants, waterers, people who have helped dig and plant etc. Please come and meet the judges.
If you can, please weed and sweep any frontage with the road and pavement, cut the grass, put out some pretty pots. CRiB will be tackling main areas but we can't cover it all. Marks are deducted for weeds.
Contact Gina. email@example.com tel 762296, for info.