tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post8791552113296357063..comments2024-03-28T08:36:57.190+00:00Comments on Yorkshire Pudding: WrongfulnessYorkshire Puddinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-89339993594975563032014-10-29T13:20:36.765+00:002014-10-29T13:20:36.765+00:00I guess it's just who we are. How our minds se...I guess it's just who we are. How our minds select memories seems to be something over which we have no control.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-38620700309785279752014-10-29T13:19:42.191+00:002014-10-29T13:19:42.191+00:00Of course I remember three legged races. You had t...Of course I remember three legged races. You had to get into a rhythm with your partner!Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-31448644774466388492014-10-29T13:18:49.446+00:002014-10-29T13:18:49.446+00:00You are right there Helen. Perhaps that old teache...You are right there Helen. Perhaps that old teacher had delivered so much good , so many happy memories, so much learning but in that blind moment he hurt me to the quick.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-73545503667348235792014-10-29T09:23:26.481+00:002014-10-29T09:23:26.481+00:00I think of all the things in life about which I fe...I think of all the things in life about which I feel most strongly injustice and unfairness rank very highly indeed. Graham Edwardshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11196744947133121475noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-71750845325337873112014-10-29T02:43:19.939+00:002014-10-29T02:43:19.939+00:00Oh, such disappointment...and there some disappoin...Oh, such disappointment...and there some disappointments from our childhood, the memories of which never leave us. How awful for you...that little 11-year lad. A memory indelible in your mind.<br /><br />Remember the three-legged races, too?Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-81631790018259536672014-10-28T23:04:31.673+00:002014-10-28T23:04:31.673+00:00It seems that we remember these incidents from our...It seems that we remember these incidents from our childhood with great clarity.... often more than we remember good things that happened to us .Perhaps we need to keep this in mind when we are dealing with children ?Helsiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15136273834165751276noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-40961397632016127672014-10-27T19:15:58.028+00:002014-10-27T19:15:58.028+00:00With your expert knowledge of English I am sure th...With your expert knowledge of English I am sure that you are well aware of the double meaning that might be contained in the phrase "in the sack" so I shall not make any smutty jokes of that nature! After all I am a gentleman. Good on your Mum for being able to read your mind so easily Miss Arian!Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-78967163233288220312014-10-27T17:31:59.044+00:002014-10-27T17:31:59.044+00:00It really, really wasn't fair, YP! I think I&#...It really, really wasn't fair, YP! I think I'd have been more of a jumper than a wriggler, had I ever taken part in a sack race.<br />I loved sports and was good at running and jumping, but I hated school sports days and always hoped to be able to somehow get away with a pretended tummy ache. Of course, my mother always saw right through me. And of course, it was always a cold, miersable wet day.Librarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704656564078750607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-5148067057963012512014-10-27T15:53:58.462+00:002014-10-27T15:53:58.462+00:00I must be one of the few people who has never seen...I must be one of the few people who has never seen a football match from start to finish. <br />I have seen bits so I have got the gist of it. If the ball comes near you you give it a kick. Gaze around then hawk gob on the grass. Sometimes it goes in the goal then half the folk seem pleased, the other half seem surprised but everyone clears a nostril.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-88007323164234322042014-10-27T15:19:14.604+00:002014-10-27T15:19:14.604+00:00The same kind of people now referee professional f...The same kind of people now referee professional football teams. Who do you support? Derby County? Ross County?Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-82102012994546444882014-10-27T15:17:37.093+00:002014-10-27T15:17:37.093+00:00Were you good in the sack Red? Maybe you still are...Were you good in the sack Red? Maybe you still are!Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-73528614806306247922014-10-27T15:16:40.260+00:002014-10-27T15:16:40.260+00:00Effectively, he gave me the sack Molly.Effectively, he gave me the sack Molly.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-48130555126447796412014-10-27T15:15:51.318+00:002014-10-27T15:15:51.318+00:00Originally, I had made the line judge look like y...Originally, I had made the line judge look like you Robert but then I thought better of it as I didn't want you to get upset.<br />Thank you.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-7482144111394436842014-10-27T14:15:47.232+00:002014-10-27T14:15:47.232+00:00This post is amazing in that we had exactly the sa...This post is amazing in that we had exactly the same event here. We competed for the same shield. We had the same evnts. I haven't heard about sack races for a long, long time. Thanks for the memory.Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-23580917629637999822014-10-27T14:06:49.017+00:002014-10-27T14:06:49.017+00:00I found this a bit sad YP. You were so happy to h...I found this a bit sad YP. You were so happy to have won and after all your effort, some b***d adult rained on your parade. Molly Printempshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08677983247237875712noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-60715041484019690572014-10-27T12:24:48.872+00:002014-10-27T12:24:48.872+00:00I find that reading you over time has had its effe...I find that reading you over time has had its effect on me. I have come to have certain, even great, expectations. Thus it was that when I read the words "like a snivelling clerk from a story by Charles Dickens" in your seventh paragraph, I fully expected a reference to Robert Brague of Canton, Georgia, to follow. The shock and disappointment I felt when none was made rivaled your own at Holderness Annual Schools Sports Day.<br /><br />Still, it was a good read, old chap. A very good read.rhymeswithplaguehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10870439618129001633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-44160584970277777072014-10-27T09:06:04.765+00:002014-10-27T09:06:04.765+00:00I remember school sports. Any inter-school competi...I remember school sports. Any inter-school competition results were dependent on the referee. The score appeared to have little to do with it.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-30454053268320796602014-10-27T08:54:48.101+00:002014-10-27T08:54:48.101+00:00It was called a medicine ball by a certain Profess...It was called a medicine ball by a certain Professor Roberts who claimed that playful exercise with it invigorates the body, promotes digestion, and restores and preserves one's health. This was in the 1880's in the USA.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-26361235808681575102014-10-27T08:49:31.547+00:002014-10-27T08:49:31.547+00:00Clearly scarred for life YP. My sympathies to your...Clearly scarred for life YP. My sympathies to your 11 year old inner child.<br /><br />Whatever happened to those heavy medicine balls we used to roll down the line between each other's legs? And why were they called medicine balls? Carolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05592150238891296272noreply@blogger.com