tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post5027892227841611053..comments2024-03-28T09:37:34.133+00:00Comments on Yorkshire Pudding: SingingYorkshire Puddinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-69140712742084142882016-06-20T11:21:58.743+01:002016-06-20T11:21:58.743+01:00Petunia is obviously a lady of many talents. I won...Petunia is obviously a lady of many talents. I wonder what else she and her sister get up to when we're not looking, apart from singing.Librarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704656564078750607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-87565688100383052142016-06-20T09:31:35.219+01:002016-06-20T09:31:35.219+01:00I don't know what ewe are implying Adrian! Now...I don't know what ewe are implying Adrian! Now excuse me while I go and cook some mutton..Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-73038141572112965302016-06-20T09:30:01.526+01:002016-06-20T09:30:01.526+01:00In the book there will be a sweet and kindly sheph...In the book there will be a sweet and kindly shepherdess called Jennifer. She will ramble over the moors with her two faithful sheepdogs Ginger and George who strike terror into all the sheep they encounter.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-25838407954769608982016-06-20T08:11:14.832+01:002016-06-20T08:11:14.832+01:00A grand set of lyrics but you do seem to be gettin...A grand set of lyrics but you do seem to be getting a bit fixated. There was a vicar got that way in Chelmorten and they locked him up....be careful.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-87758325060226673382016-06-20T05:26:22.384+01:002016-06-20T05:26:22.384+01:00Actually, for a children's book you should pro...Actually, for a children's book you should probably change the line "children dying" to something like "people crying" so as not to give the kiddos nightmares. ;)Jenniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12512800812290518552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-83281710783817393072016-06-20T05:21:42.764+01:002016-06-20T05:21:42.764+01:00I love that song! I think you should write a child...I love that song! I think you should write a children's book about Petunia and that song should be in it. I'm serious. Jenniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12512800812290518552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-45106255806252132932016-06-19T23:41:30.262+01:002016-06-19T23:41:30.262+01:00There's something wise and accepting in the ey...There's something wise and accepting in the eyes of so-called dumb animals.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-77898676399927437302016-06-19T23:36:55.304+01:002016-06-19T23:36:55.304+01:00Great comparison here. We're not half as smart...Great comparison here. We're not half as smart as we think we are.Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-17268950173604677762016-06-19T21:52:41.803+01:002016-06-19T21:52:41.803+01:00No you may not la la la to the lyrics CG, you have...No you may not la la la to the lyrics CG, you have to baah baah baah. I agree that Petunia has probably escaped the butcher's shop. Her chops would be far too tough and gristly.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-38447797259496428372016-06-19T20:01:23.639+01:002016-06-19T20:01:23.639+01:00Great poem - is there a tune - can we la,la,la alo...Great poem - is there a tune - can we la,la,la along to it YP? <br />They look a bit long in the tooth for the abattoir, so will probably live a long and happy life singing as they watch the world go by.Coppa's girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16459503600694841117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-22185662509829784032016-06-19T16:56:46.691+01:002016-06-19T16:56:46.691+01:00Nobody's taking me to no abattoir! They might ...Nobody's taking me to no abattoir! They might get you and Graham and turn you into sausages but I'll escape to a remote cave I know and live with the sheep.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-60990075037914671442016-06-19T16:54:13.155+01:002016-06-19T16:54:13.155+01:00Oh dear, I didn't realise that The Isle of Lew...Oh dear, I didn't realise that The Isle of Lewis is populated by cannibals.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-1479652863955511142016-06-19T15:39:44.541+01:002016-06-19T15:39:44.541+01:00Sometimes - like this week with all the terrible g...Sometimes - like this week with all the terrible goings on - it would be rather nice to be a sheep. And I love the idea that they might count people in order to get to sleep. But as Graham quite rightly says - the abattoir beckons.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-5757464770185644332016-06-19T15:12:45.523+01:002016-06-19T15:12:45.523+01:00An idyllic life: until the abattoir beckons.An idyllic life: until the abattoir beckons.Graham Edwardshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11196744947133121475noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-91948537621020801722016-06-19T14:08:49.001+01:002016-06-19T14:08:49.001+01:00But where is Bo Peep...burning rubber with a sweep...But where is Bo Peep...burning rubber with a sweep in a jeepYorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-16951158629375631512016-06-19T14:03:56.810+01:002016-06-19T14:03:56.810+01:00Yes. When sheep are singing, they look like they a...Yes. When sheep are singing, they look like they are... singing.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-39315921448032593292016-06-19T14:02:53.812+01:002016-06-19T14:02:53.812+01:00That is becuase they were singing Shilpa!That is becuase they were singing Shilpa!Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-25820730505677303092016-06-19T13:59:40.675+01:002016-06-19T13:59:40.675+01:00They look like singing !!
They look like singing !! <br />Shilpahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08181636942039727663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-46212033438373870912016-06-19T13:45:53.464+01:002016-06-19T13:45:53.464+01:00Ha - they really look like they're singing in ...Ha - they really look like they're singing in the photo.Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10787732343048847565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-64830087438838619102016-06-19T12:42:27.086+01:002016-06-19T12:42:27.086+01:00And the people weep...and counting sheep brings no...And the people weep...and counting sheep brings no sleepLeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.com