P645 CEEFAX 2 645 Wed 05 Jan 21:41/38       1/4 A SEASONAL POEM BY ELIZABETH LINES Lind mj your ears for Christmas Stop stuffing those brandy mince pies. Ljavj that parcel ALONE, or I'll biff you, Yes, it's for MOTHER, don't look so surprised. No NO, you CAN'T climb the Christmas Tree No, it's not time for our Queen on TV. Ljavj that hip flask ALONE, it's for FATHER, QUIET. ALL OF YOU, now lend your jug handles, PLEASE. The Read Hear address is on page 640 Subtitles News Letters Main Menu
P645 CEEFAX 2 645 Wed 05 Jan 21:42/23       2/4 A SEASONAL POEM BY ELIZABETH LINES Good Tidings of increasing joys To the FDP, also to the BDA. May all your footwarmjrs bj filled With love, not holes on Christmas Day. To our jovial Uncle here, Wj call our RNID instead. May your crackers not bj duddies, And the hats stay on your heads. Heraldings of Angel's joy To the loving NDCS. Helping all deaf children, May you bj always blessed. The Read Hear address is on page 640 Subtitles News Letters Main Menu
P645 CEEFAX 2 645 Wed 05 Jan 21:49/21       3/4 A SEASONAL POEM BY ELIZABETH LINES In this season of midwinter, May the far flung DCU See their fire of warming love Blaze ever brighter too. Comforts and joys conj to you, Whom uplift, bj praised now RAD. May your cassocks flow out warmness And Halos njvjr pinch, and stay pristine. Last but NOT in the leastest, Like the choicest morsel on your Christmas Dinner plates... The Read Hear address is on page 640 Subtitles News Letters Main Menu
P645 CEEFAX 2 645 Wed 05 Jan 21:44/17       4/4 A SEASONAL POEM BY ELIZABETH LINES With Christmas Tree lights a-twinkle, Topped with the Star of Bethlehem... ("Mam, QUICK, it's all ablaze.") I raise my glass to our inimitable Editor, Producers, Writers and RH readers too. And all outposts of the CSV Media ("What? Oh, yes OF COURSE.") Not forgetting our indefatigable Subtitling Teams AND See Hear ("As if I dare would do") I wish EVERYONE, too numerous to add in A good old fashioned MERRY CHRISTMAS, And a HAPPY NEW MILLENNIUM. And so... Dear Old Millennium, mind how you go. The Read Hear address is on page 640 Subtitles News Letters Main Menu