I’ve decided to branch out from politics, as it’s Christmas. Even I get infected with jollity (if only briefly) at this time of year and as jollity and politics don’t really mix I decided to go Christmassy for the clerihews.
It’s only the subject that has changed though, the quality is still as dodgy as ever.
Those of you who aren’t from the UK may need to consult this link to try and make some sense out of the last one. Not that there is much sense in any of them at the best of times.
loves sherry and citrus,
though he’s lately been thinking
of cutting out drinking.
Rudolph and Donner and Blitzen and Dancer,
Cupid and Vixen and Comet and Prancer
are all quaffing claret
after giving up carrots.
In the panto, Ebeneezer Scrooge
overdid the rouge
and ended up quite cranky,
made up as a manky Twanky.
Happy Christmas to everyone, though I have to ask if you should be doing more important things than reading a blog. 🙂
A sad morning today (though a less foggy day, as you can see from the photo), as we said goodbye to Connie the Cow. I know she’s going to a better place, where she’s going to star in panto and feature in educational units about fairy tales, but it’s the end of an era.
She’s been a group effort over the years. Julia drew her, John the Builder cut her out of ply, Dave made the udders, we all painted her (several times) and today we dismantled her and put her in the back of the car.
It was a mixed morning, as we were given a book of drawings and letters of thanks from the kids who came out on the last school trip (which just goes to show we’ve chosen a good home for Connie).
On a brighter note, the teacher who collected her showed us pictures of a Kingfisher on her phone. She’d been up to Rufford Park and on a bridge within yards of where I took the Marsh tit photo she saw a Kingfisher.
It’s slightly annoying that we missed the Kingfisher, but I’m looking forwards to looking for it on the return trip.
There’s always something good around the corner.
Dismantling Connie the Cow
How do you get a cow into a car?