A farmers toast!

Let the wealthy and great, Roll in splendour and state, I envy them not i declare it, I eat my own lamb, My chickens and ham, I shear my own fleece and i wear it, I have lawns,I have bowers, I have fruits,I have flowers, The lark is my morning alarmer, So joyful boy's now, Here's god speed the plough, Long life and success to the farmer!!

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

It was that time of year again The village sports day.

It always gives me a warm snuggly feeling to see all my friends not just for 5 minutes here and there but for ALL DAY.

The bum above belongs to T we have been best friends since we were 12/13 yrs kindred spirits and we bring out the worst or it could be the best in each other and it takes a little while to remember ourselves then there i am in the twinkle of her eye "I DARE YOU" "not that you need a sumo suit fatty" ahhhh "Well you need one" i reply "anyway you'd be scared of damaging your hair!!! Lacqeur ?? Head". And the final jab "you may get dirty" The above pictures are the result ...LOL
I tell you the next day i couldn't move.


  1. Not surprised you couldnt move! Looks amazing. Not sure I would be able to stand up!

  2. What fun. Our fete is a much more sedate affair. Maybe next year though!