Yorkshire Day gets closer and we are now in effect at Yorkshire Eve. How will you be celebrating Yorkshire Day? I have just ordered my Yorkshire Pudding Appreciation Society T-shirt. It should be with me before this week is through. Remember if you are feeling down or distressed....
Or you could amuse yourself by reading this book,,,,
Amongst the many possible uses of a Yorkshire Pudding I shall mention - The Yorkshire Pudding Hat, Yorkshire Pudding frisbees and the Yorkshire Pudding brassiere that involves the stitching together of two Yorkshire puddings. How about a Yorkshire pudding sex slave? Large Yorkshire puddings may be used as dog bowls or night-time potties. While below, there's an image of a Yorkshire Pudding pillow. No home is complete without one...
Of course money is everything. Money, money, money makes the world go around. Without money there are no hats or frisbees or brassieres or sex slaves or dog bowls or potties or pillows.
ReplyDeleteI had to google this and see what the fuss is all about. Now that I know I think it is definitely worth celebrating. The only problem is deciding what I want. The brassiere sounds like the most fun but my body would have to be described as moob-less and I'm afraid it would slide off. So I guess I'll go for a hat...
ReplyDeleteLook here old chap this is all very non-PC. You can't go around singing the praises of a food item that necessarily begins with a good battering. Just not on, someone was hit, once, somewhere, and you'll hurt their feelings and delay their recovery from trauma.
ReplyDeleteWhile Yorkshire puddins may indeed be a staple food of the gods I have to say that I do rather like the idea of using them as noctural gazundas - tug the bell pull in winter for a fresh warm yorkshire when necessary. Splendid idea. Much better than cold Spode.
Thanks for telling me about Yorkshire Day. I shall pay homage to your great county by reciting Monty Python's 'Four Yorkshiremen' sketch from start to finish. Money isn't everything, as you say.
ReplyDeleteRHYMES WITH PLAGUE, DAVID OLIVER, OWL WOOD, GORILLA BANANAS....Pray join me as we sing the Yorkshire Day anthem together
ReplyDeleteYorkshire! Yorkshire! Brave and bold!
Land of dreams in the stories of old
Thy green hills sweep right down to the sea
Yorkshire! There's nowhere I'd rather be
So sing it loud and sing it clear!
At long last Yorkshire Day is here!
Funny you write this Sir YP. That is how I stumbled upon your blog while I was doing research for a website on the humble Yorkshire Pudding. I started a blog called My Big Fat Yorkshire Pudding and a friend even registered a domain name for me in the UK to build the website. And then my Yorkshire pudding went flat and nothing more happened. I make pretty good Yorkshire puddings for an Aussie lass. I even bear a Yorkshire Pudding scar on my lower leg from a tray of hot cooking oil that slipped out of the oven when I was making a batch one Sunday morning. Anyway, happy Yorkshire Day and I may even make a batch tomorrow to celebrate.
ReplyDeleteCAROL Only one scar? The leg texture of most Yorkshire housewives and chefs are like gnarled old trees criss-crossed with Yorkshire pudding scars. I hope when you came up with the blog title My Big Fat Yorkshire Pudding you weren't thinking of me!...Enjoy your puds tomorrow!
ReplyDeleteThanks for this and to hell with the cost of the gas. I'll make some tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteLast summer i was making sixty a day on Sundays. Scars! My arms were crisscrossed with them.
No Yorky ~ It was a play on words from the Aussie movie titled My Big Fat Greek Wedding
ReplyDeleteThe lyrics to Yorkshire Pudding day are excellent! We could form a barber shop quartet!
ReplyDeleteI must disabuse Carol in Cairns of the notion that My Big Fat Greek Wedding was "an Aussie film."
ReplyDeleteNo, no, my dear, it was a Canadian-American film. Nia Vardalos, who wrote and starred in both the play and the film, grew up in Winnipeg. The movie was filmed in Toronto and Chicago. It was bankrolled by Rita Wilson (who happens to be Greek Orthodox), the wife of actor Tom Hanks, after seeing Nia in the play in Los Angeles.
Sorry to have to be the one to inform you, but Australia was nowhere in the picture (pun intended).
Now you want an Aussie movie, there's Priscilla, Queen of the Desert.
ReplyDeleteDAVID OLIVER Barbershop quartet? Can we get haircuts at the same time?
ReplyDeleteRHYMES WITH PLAGUE Your cinematic knowledge is as awesome as your desire to embarrass Carol in Cairns. But Australia is renown for its arts - you only have to look at Helsie's quilting to see how far the land Down Under has come!
My Big Fat Greek Wedding is one of my favorite films, just as Carol in Cairns is one of my favorite bloggers. Mrs. RWP says that watching the film reminds her of her own childhood growing up as a first-generation American in an Albanian restauranteur family.
ReplyDeleteSink a decent pint of real ale for me will you? I know it is bloody hard to get a Yorkshireman to dip into his pocket but if you buy me a pint and drink it on my behalf, you can toast Scargill...
ReplyDeleteOMG that is hilarious. And all this time I had been thinking it was based on a story from an Aussie Greek lass from Melbourne. Don't know how I kept thinking that, maybe because it stars Zoe Carides too, and Melbourne has the biggest population of Greeks outside Greece. I don't mind being corrected or embarrassed. I us usually do a good jib of that myself. Thanks Sir RWP :) And Priscilla is brilliant too! I could see a few Yorkshire men doing the Yorkshire anthem in drag in the desert. now that is an idea for an Aussie movie.
ReplyDeleteOops, I did it again, as Brittney said ~ it was Gia Carides, not Zoe :)
ReplyDeleteThese posts are from strange people that were't born around here but enable threads. It makes life easier and cuts down on your work.
ReplyDeleteAlthough your followers may appear a little odd you have to remember they were not brung up next door.
HIPPO I will be happy to quaff a pint or two of best Yorkshire bitter on Yorkshire Day - especially for you. And as I stare at the lines left by the head as it sinks down my crystal tankard, I shall think of you and how you got pissed on by a man in a lion suit!
ReplyDeleteADRIAN Strange people? Pot? Kettle? Black? Rhymes with Plague is the sanest blogger on the planet - so normal it sometimes hurts and Young Carol is not far behind him in the sensible stakes. I think you and I were way behind them in the queue.
I am not opposed to a hair cut as long as it's not a GI. That's not a good look for me. Actually I think this is a good idea. We probably need every gimmick possible to keep people's minds off our singing as I'm pretty much tone deaf.
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