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Sayings, legends and customs.

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Never accept the 3rd light ( Army superstition )
Never cast a clout till May is out.
The longest journey starts with a single step.
Ship shape & Bristol fashion.
Don`t spoil the ship for a hayporth of tar.
 
Never accept the 3rd light ( Army superstition )
Never cast a clout till May is out.
The longest journey starts with a single step.
Ship shape & Bristol fashion.
Don`t spoil the ship for a hayporth of tar.
Thanks smudge
The belief was that when the first soldier lit his cigarette, the enemy would see the light; when the second soldier lit his cigarette from the same match, the enemy would take aim at the target; and when the third soldier lit his cigarette from the match, the enemy would fire, and that soldier would be shot.
 
Grandad said, I'm going to the chapel where they ave 'ondles on theer prayer books. (the pub).
He also had a risqué saying about chapel hat pegs .
What are you diddling? (doing).
 
We've been right in the middle of an horrendous thunderstorm all morning and it's been abbsolutely tipping it down. It reminded me of my grandmother's saying - It's enough to give you the pip.
We never did find out what the pip actually was.

Maurice :cool:
 
We've been right in the middle of an horrendous thunderstorm all morning and it's been abbsolutely tipping it down. It reminded me of my grandmother's saying - It's enough to give you the pip.
We never did find out what the pip actually was.

Maurice :cool:
i know one thing for sure,our Maurice, when this crisis is over,i will never go there the weather is crappier there than here.....
give you the pip..
.It derives from the poultry disease known as “the pip.” The Oxford English Dictionary and Green's Dictionary of Slang reveal having or getting the pip was used to mean feeling depressed or out of sorts starting in the 1830s, and “giving [someone] the pip,” meaning to annoy or irritate, in 1896
 
Thanks, Pete. We need the rain with millions of olive trees on the island, but this heavy stuff mostly goes down the storm drains and straight out to sea. We need the steady drizzle - but it would still give me the pip! :)

Maurice :cool:
 
Thanks, Pete. We need the rain with millions of olive trees on the island, but this heavy stuff most goes down the storm drains and straight out to sea. We need the steady drizzle - but it would still give me the pip! :)

Maurice :cool:
it is nice here our Maurice. i am going to work on my garden in a while. removing loads of small volcanic rock pieces.in the patch i have rotavated:)
 
Enjoy, Pete, the thunder is still rolling around the mountains here and the rain coming down in container loads!

Maurice :cool:
 
I must say Maurice I have visited Crete on many occasions and it has NEVER rained, loved the mountains though. Paul
 
i know one thing for sure,our Maurice, when this crisis is over,i will never go there the weather is crappier there than here.....
give you the pip..
.It derives from the poultry disease known as “the pip.” The Oxford English Dictionary and Green's Dictionary of Slang reveal having or getting the pip was used to mean feeling depressed or out of sorts starting in the 1830s, and “giving [someone] the pip,” meaning to annoy or irritate, in 1896
It gives me he willies! Where does that come from or the heeby geebies or the lurgy
?
 
When anyone was a bit under the weather my dad used to say "You need a foo foo pill."

I never gave it much thought until recently then looked the origins, turns out it is, or was, opium back in the distant past.
 
Paul,

Until last year you could guarantee that no rain fall between June & Seotember, but things they are a-changing. I never have been a beach person, even during the 40 years I lived in Bournemouth - don't care for sand or hordes of people. So I was always up in the mountains, and my son-in-law's place is 2000 feet up and his father has land on the Katherou Plateau, so they were the places to go when you'd had enough of the heat. I stopped driving just over a year ago, so don't get up there as often as I would like. At least the rain has stopped now so I no longer have the pip! :)

Maurice :cool:
 
Paul,

Until last year you could guarantee that no rain fall between June & Seotember, but things they are a-changing. I never have been a beach person, even during the 40 years I lived in Bournemouth - don't care for sand or hordes of people. So I was always up in the mountains, and my son-in-law's place is 2000 feet up and his father has land on the Katherou Plateau, so they were the places to go when you'd had enough of the heat. I stopped driving just over a year ago, so don't get up there as often as I would like. At least the rain has stopped now so I no longer have the pip! :)

Maurice :cool:
glad to hear it our Maurice.
 
When anyone was a bit under the weather my dad used to say "You need a foo foo pill."

I never gave it much thought until recently then looked the origins, turns out it is, or was, opium back in the distant past.
Didn't Sooty sprinkle foo foo dust?
 
Paul,

Until last year you could guarantee that no rain fall between June & Seotember, but things they are a-changing. I never have been a beach person, even during the 40 years I lived in Bournemouth - don't care for sand or hordes of people. So I was always up in the mountains, and my son-in-law's place is 2000 feet up and his father has land on the Katherou Plateau, so they were the places to go when you'd had enough of the heat. I stopped driving just over a year ago, so don't get up there as often as I would like. At least the rain has stopped now so I no longer have the pip! :)

Maurice :cool:
You've lost your falurem?
I am recalling the old Irish ballad, Maids When You're Young Never Wed An Old Man.
"He's lost his falurem he's got no dingduram aaah"
Not saying you have lost that though!
 
You've lost your falurem?
I am recalling the old Irish ballad, Maids When You're Young Never Wed An Old Man.
"He's lost his falurem he's got no dingduram aaah"
Not saying you have lost that though!
At school they 'made us' sing, Lilli Bolero Bullen A La, what on earth was that all about.
 
Lilli Bolero Bullen A La ... now thats a blast from the past. Another one we were forced to sing was "No John".
 
Watching a church service, from the Donegal, on the web there is a small part in Erse. There seem to far too many b, h and n's in it. I once read that the Welsh should team up with Hawaiians (Ōlelo Hawaiʻi). Wales could give Hawaii some consonants and in return Hawaii give Wales some vowels. :laughing:
 
Lilli Bolero Bullen A La ... now thats a blast from the past. Another one we were forced to sing was "No John".
At school the boys had to sing in a boys only class so it was dire. With tatty old song books defaced to make rude words from the originals. We all though Lillu Bulero quite daft, I still don't know what it means. Like Polly Wolly Doodle. And later The Farmer's Wife, with a rife aful ah, diddyful ah, fa l a la la la diddy fye ay?
 
Nan would sigh, then sing Muthurrrrr Mcree. Then carry on whatever she was doing.
Sometimes would say what a palloo and pallarver. I daresn't, as she would have said, made a racket. Nan was very strict.
 
Paul,

Until last year you could guarantee that no rain fall between June & Seotember, but things they are a-changing. I never have been a beach person, even during the 40 years I lived in Bournemouth - don't care for sand or hordes of people. So I was always up in the mountains, and my son-in-law's place is 2000 feet up and his father has land on the Katherou Plateau, so they were the places to go when you'd had enough of the heat. I stopped driving just over a year ago, so don't get up there as often as I would like. At least the rain has stopped now so I no longer have the pip! :)

Maurice :cool:
Maurice, i had a 3 week holiday in Crete & i have to say it`s the windiest place i`ve ever been. Bloody hot too.
 
I have heard ladies' undergarments described as folderolls, in a Val Doonican song, but I can't remember which one.
 
Lilli Bolero Bullen A La ... now thats a blast from the past. Another one we were forced to sing was "No John".
The tune to which Custers 7th Cavalry always rode to, also the march of at least one British regiment and of course more famously a tune used to introduce a programme on the radio during the war and I think BBC World service.

Bob
 
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