Well,here it is again
Time for the 1066 Annual Reunion
14th October 1066
Hastings, England, UK
So that Americans and other friends
Know what I'm wittering on about!
Now you're all invited
There's only one condition -
You have to have been there in person in 1066!
Well, we shall let some of you in
If you were not there in person
Give you a special invite
I'm going with Fido
My '18+' watchdog
He will save me from anything
Too 'exciting' or 'swoony'
I'm sure he overdoes it though
'Woof, woof, woof!'
'Quiet Fido, not now!'
I should be banned from it for life, ya know
But why?
Well, I mucked it all up
William The Conquerer was busy playing conkers
And there was a terrible draught
Cos it was Autumn, after all
He said 'Ooh, I'm not getting on me horse
On a day like this
I will get blown off it!'
(Erm, he later appeared in 'Carry on, follow that camel'
When things were less windy)
So I took command
Then I uttered those immortal words to Harold
Oh woe, they were fateful words:
'Look up, Sire', and he did
Just at the moment an arrow flew...
And the rest is history!
You can call me 'Fossil'
Anyone attending this reunion
Must normally be over 952 years old!
That'll be 99% of you then. Heehee
See ya there
Fido says bring my water syphon
To add it to drinks during the celebrations
What? You're not gonna bother to turn up then?!
Here's Fido and friends in the clip - Ahhh! lol.
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Author:
orchidee (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Erm, not a hymn, and not really a poem. Just bonkers ramblings!
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It's a pity the Jester won't be there - he died on the battle field before he had a chance to try one of Syllas fairy cakes. There will be plenty of them for Harolds lot and snail risotto for Williams.Will you be at Battle for the opening ceremony?
Snail risotto is fine by me.
What do you mean the Jester won't be there - Orchi's coming!
There must have been two of them - wasn't a jestor the first to be killed at the Battle - and Orchi is still alive - isn't he?
Thanks Michael. Yep, see you there!
I am on my way. I do have a fast horse so I will be there waiting for you and will rid you of your water syphon, perhaps I will give it all to Fido, he deserves a drink after all the Woof, woofing he has done. I will then be able to drink my Laphroaig knowing that you will not be putting any of that devilish water in it.
See you there.
Goldie the Whisky Drinker.
Thanks Gold. We'll have a mad old time!
I drink whisky - can't think of any other use for it - off to put a stamp on my chain mail.
Ooooooooo You Mad Dogs & Englishmen : I've just woken up on Sunday Morning (7am) looking for some Spiritual uplift from UNCLE STEVE and I get MAD : BAD : SAD and that's just the DOGS ! I'm convinced ENGLISH MEN get madder as they mature : BRIAN @ 35 is still 90% SANE ! Love it all : pero no comprende nadia !
Blessings & Love for FIDO : A N G E L A 🧡🧡🧡🧡
Thanks Angela. Can ya hear me singing, and telling news of this 1066 reunion from this seemingly sound-proof cell? The one that two men in white coats put me in?! heehee.
I reckon you have either got your ajin court, or have been on the bottle of Hastings..
Thanks N. lol.
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