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Here we are again another move around, dear husband fell off the ladder today so I am having to be the good wife this day and maybe tomorrow, have a look at the around the world page, and local news both looking very nice. pop over to dreamland, I really must link these together one day soon. Trouble is Diddily is trying to get her first million hits, hmm and being a Virgo she wants to do it on her own. Maybe we can sneak her some help. He he.
Totoro, Totoro.
Just a few clips from the studio of Ghibril, Totoro, Totoro. I do Have a full 9 part adaption of this from you tube. On a couple of the web pages throughout all my sites. The pages that they are on should be on the homepages. xxx Diddily xxx
Old Mother Hubbard
Old Mother
Hubbard went to the cupboard
To get her poor doggie a bone,
But when she got there, the cupboard was bare,
And the poor little doggie had none. She went to the baker's to buy him some bread,
But when she came back, the poor doggie was dead.
She went to the joiner's, to buy him a coffin,
But when she came back, the poor doggie was laughin'. She took a clean dish, to get him some tripe, But when she came back, he was smoking a pipe.
She went to the alehouse, to get him some beer,
But when she came back, he was sat in her chair. She went to the tavern, for wine white and red,
But when she came back, doggie stood on his head.
She went to the hatter's, to buy him a hat,
But when she came back, he was feeding the cat. She went to the barber's, to buy him a wig,
But when she came back, he was dancing a jig.
She went to the fruiterer's, to buy him some fruit,
But when she came back , he was playing the flute. She went to the tailor's to buy him a coat,
But when she came back he was riding a goat.
She went to the cobbler's to buy him some shoes,
But when she came back he was reading the news. She went to the seamstress to buy him some linen,
But when she came back the doggie was spinning.
She went to the hosier's, to buy him some hose,
But when she came back he was dressed in his clothes. The dame made a curtsy. The dog made a bow,
The dame said, "Your servant,"
The dog said, "Bow-wow."
Origins of Old Mother Hubbard lyrics in British history
The
Old Mother Hubbard referred to in this rhyme's words allude to the
famous Cardinal Wolsey. Cardinal Thomas Wolsey was the most important
statesman and churchman of the Tudor history period in 16th century
England.
Cardinal Wolsey proved to be a faithful servant but
displeased the King, Henry VIII, by failing to facilitate the King's
divorce from Queen Katherine of Aragon who had been his queen of many
years. The reason for seeking the divorce and hence the creation of the
Old Mother Hubbard poem was to enable him to marry Anne Boleyn with
whom he was passionately in love. In the Old Mother Hubbard song King
Henry was the "doggie" and the "bone" refers to the divorce (and not
money as many believe) The cupboard relates to the Catholic
Church although the subsequent divorce arranged by Thomas Cramner
resulted in the break with Rome and the formation of the English
Protestant church and the demise of Old Mother Hubbard - Cardinal
Wolsey.
Another rhyme reputedly related to Cardinal Wolsey is Little Boy Blue
Daybreak in January I woke at half past six today And all outside was misty grey, As if it still were really night And just pretending to be light. I only just could see the lawn, And everything looked fast asleep; And then I saw a something creep Across the garden soft and slow-- It was the shadow of the dawn!
And as I watched and saw her pass, Her dress was trailing on the grass; She paused and seemed to hesitate And glided through the little gate-- And then the cock began to crow. And when she'd gone as clear as clear I saw the trees and garden here, The sad brown earth will things will grow When Winter's dead (Nurse told me so!). I saw the tiny apple tree Which Daddy's given all to me, I saw the house across the way; And as I looked at it I heard The twitter of a little bird, And so I knew that it was day.
This little poem was written by Almey St. John Adcock many years ago, even before Seligor was born so I thought it would be nice to include it .
This is the Dolben Arms it was our local in Bontnewydd I remember the winter of long, long ago, with ice on the windows, deep, crispy snow. The crunch of our feet as we went off to school, Testing the ice on the river and pools. That strange, silent stillness that surrounded the place, With the feel of the snowflakes that fell on our face.
Remember the smell of wet clothing, that hung on the pegs, The itch of the chilblains, the burn of chapped legs. Our school milk was frozen, pushed out at the top, Teachers a grumbling with buckets and mops. Rows of wet gloves on the fireguard all day, The whoops of delight when allowed out to play.
The sound of the sledge as it slid down the hill, The laughter that followed the inevitable spill. Snowballs that soaked me, when thrown by a friend as we trudged our way home when it came to days end. Our warm, secure cottage, roaring fire, hot tea, Warm bread and dripping, my dad, sisters and me.
Written by Mrs Kathleen Farr, 2006
I
have just been going through my files and in amongst them I found a
Christmas card from my sister Kath. It was one she had made herself a
year ago on the PC. Inside she had wrote a beautiful verse which
related to our childhood for we were bought up in a tiny village in the
middle of a mountain, with a steep hill to come down into the valley
from every direction, it was a very beautiful childhood. So do enjoy this wee verse my sister wrote for us. Diddily Dee Dot.
I Saw a Ship a Sailing
I saw a ship a-sailing, A-sailing on the sea; And oh, it was all laden With pretty things for thee!
There were comfits in the cabin, And apples in the hold; The sails were made of silk, And the masts were made of gold. The four and twenty sailors, That stood between the decks, Were four and twenty white mice, With chains about their necks. The captain was a duck, With a packet on his back; And when the ship began to move, The captain said, "Quack, Quack!"
A Frog went a Courtin' and He did Ride
A frog went a-courtin' and he did ride, M-hm, A frog went a-courtin' and he did ride, Sword and pistol by his side, M-hm.
He rode up to Miss Mousie's den, M-hm, He rode up to Miss Mousie's den, And said Miss Mouse will you let me in? M-hm.
He took Miss Mouse upon his knee, M-hm, He took Miss Mouse upon his knee and Said "Miss Mouse, will you marry me?" M-hm. "Without my Uncle Rat's consent, M-hm, Without my Uncle Rat's consent I wouldn't marry the President." M-hm. Uncle Rat laughed and shook his sides, M-hm, Uncle Rat laughed and shook his sides, To think his niece would be a bride, M-hm.
"Oh, where will the wedding supper be?" M-hm, "Oh where will the wedding supper be?" "Way down yonder in the hollow tree." M-hm. "And what will the wedding supper be?" M-hm, And what will the wedding supper be? A slice of cake and a cup of tea. M-hm. The first to come was Mrs Moth, M-hm, The first to come was Mrs Moth; She spread out the tablecloth, M-hm. The next to arrive was Mr Bee, M-hm, The next to arrive was Mr. Bee who Played the fiddle upon his knee, M-hm. The next to come was a Widow Flea, M-hm, The next to come was a Widow Flea she Danced a jig with the bumblebee, M-hm. The next to arrive was Missus Cow, M-hm, The next to arrive was Missus Cow she Tried to dance but didn't know how, M-hm.
Now Mister Frog was dressed in green, M-hm, Now Mister Frog was dressed in green and Sweet Miss Mouse looked like a queen, M-hm. In slowly walked the Parson Rook, M-hm, In slowly walked the Parson Rook; Under his arm he carried a book, M-hm.
They all gathered round the lucky pair, M-hm, They all gathered round the lucky pair, Singing, dancing everywhere, M-hm.
Then they all went sailing on the lake, M-hm They all went sailing on the lake And got gobbled up by a big fat Drake. M-hm.
Alternative last verse
Then Frog and Mouse went off to France, M-hm, Then Frog and Mouse went off to France and That's the end of my romance, M-hm,
Here be a beautiful set of little pictures for you to watch, very strange mind. Diddily xx
Cyriaks animation mixKiwi Pigloo - Der Pinguin Rap The Last Knit Funny 3D animation Slug and Snail Pigloo biscous d'eskimo Do Penguins Fly Pororo - Korea 3D Bubblefish. Raymond the Mouse Funny 3D Polar Bear Running Machine Bath Time
Lazy Bones
Lazy Bones, sleepin' in the sun, How you gonna get your day's work done? Never get your day's work done, Sleepin' in the noon-day sun.
Lazy Bones, sleepin' in the shade, How you gonna get your cornmeal made? Never get your cornmeal made, Sleepin' in the noon-day shade.
And when the potatoes need sprayin', I betcha keep prayin' that the bugs fall off the vine. And when you go fishin' I betcha keep wishin' That the fish won't grab at your line.
Lazy Bones, loafin' through the day, Ain't never gonna make a dime that way. You'll never make a dime that way, And you don't hear a word I say.
Lazy Bones, sleepin' in the sun, How ya gonna get your day's work done? Never get your day's work done, Sleepin' in the noon-day sun.
Sur le Pont d'Avignon
On the bridge of Avignon Everyone is dancing, everyone is dancing. On the bridge of Avignon Everyone is dancing round and round. Everyone is dancing round and round.
On the bridge of Avignon Everyone is dancing, everyone is dancing. On the bridge of Avignon Everyone is dancing round and round. Everyone is dancing round and round. The handsome men go like this... And they go like that. On the bridge of Avignon Everyone is dancing, everyone is dancing. On the bridge of Avignon Everyone is dancing round and round. Everyone is dancing round and round. The beautiful women go like this... Then they go like that.
Sur le pont d'Avignon, L'on y danse, l'on y danse. Sur le pont d'Avignon L'on y danse tous en rond. Sur le pont d'Avignon, L'on y danse, l'on y danse. Sur le pont d'Avignon L'on y danse tous en rond. Les beaux messieurs font comme ça...... Et puis encore comme ça. Les belles dames font comme ça...
The
Old Mother Hubbard referred to in this rhyme's words allude to the
famous Cardinal Wolsey. Cardinal Thomas Wolsey was the most important
statesman and churchman of the Tudor history period in 16th century
England. 
There were comfits in the cabin,
