The Boxing Day Hunt went right past my front door on its way out of town.
I'm not a fan of hunting, even if they do make a little speech before they set off about keeping within the law, but the sight of fifty or so horses trooping past was very impressive.
The Boxing Day Hunt went right past my front door on its way out of town.
I'm not a fan of hunting, even if they do make a little speech before they set off about keeping within the law, but the sight of fifty or so horses trooping past was very impressive.
Better than hunting, though with only half the number of nags:
If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet,
Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street,
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.
Watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
Five and twenty ponies,
Trotting through the dark–
Brandy for the Parson,
'Baccy for the Clerk.
Laces for a lady; letters for a spy,
And watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
The Boxing Day Hunt went right past my front door on its way out of town.
I'm not a fan of hunting, even if they do make a little speech before they set off about keeping within the law, but the sight of fifty or so horses trooping past was very impressive.
Better than hunting, though with only half the number of nags:
If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet,
Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street,
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.
Watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
Five and twenty ponies,
Trotting through the dark–
Brandy for the Parson,
'Baccy for the Clerk.
Laces for a lady; letters for a spy,
And watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
(Rudyard Kipling)
Reminds me of Flanders and Swan's ' British Bedstead men'!
I am having two friends over for the Christmas season tea. Easy way to entertain. A choice of teas, as several teas were received as Holiday gifts. I have store-bought gingerbread cookies, and I made small apple pies shaped like Christmas trees. After a quiet Christmas, which I enjoyed, I am ready for company.
The Boxing Day Hunt went right past my front door on its way out of town.
I'm not a fan of hunting, even if they do make a little speech before they set off about keeping within the law, but the sight of fifty or so horses trooping past was very impressive.
Better than hunting, though with only half the number of nags:
If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet,
Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street,
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.
Watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
Five and twenty ponies,
Trotting through the dark–
Brandy for the Parson,
'Baccy for the Clerk.
Laces for a lady; letters for a spy,
And watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
(Rudyard Kipling)
Reminds me of Flanders and Swan's ' British Bedstead men'!
The Boxing Day Hunt went right past my front door on its way out of town.
I'm not a fan of hunting, even if they do make a little speech before they set off about keeping within the law, but the sight of fifty or so horses trooping past was very impressive.
Better than hunting, though with only half the number of nags:
If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet,
Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street,
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.
Watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
Five and twenty ponies,
Trotting through the dark–
Brandy for the Parson,
'Baccy for the Clerk.
Laces for a lady; letters for a spy,
And watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
(Rudyard Kipling)
Reminds me of Flanders and Swan's ' British Bedstead men'!
The Boxing Day Hunt went right past my front door on its way out of town.
I'm not a fan of hunting, even if they do make a little speech before they set off about keeping within the law, but the sight of fifty or so horses trooping past was very impressive.
Better than hunting, though with only half the number of nags:
If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet,
Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street,
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.
Watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
Five and twenty ponies,
Trotting through the dark–
Brandy for the Parson,
'Baccy for the Clerk.
Laces for a lady; letters for a spy,
And watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
(Rudyard Kipling)
Reminds me of Flanders and Swan's ' British Bedstead men'!
That's where they got it from.
The F & S version is a new one to me - does anyone have a linky?
The Boxing Day Hunt went right past my front door on its way out of town.
I'm not a fan of hunting, even if they do make a little speech before they set off about keeping within the law, but the sight of fifty or so horses trooping past was very impressive.
Better than hunting, though with only half the number of nags:
If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet,
Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street,
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.
Watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
Five and twenty ponies,
Trotting through the dark–
Brandy for the Parson,
'Baccy for the Clerk.
Laces for a lady; letters for a spy,
And watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
(Rudyard Kipling)
Reminds me of Flanders and Swan's ' British Bedstead men'!
The Boxing Day Hunt went right past my front door on its way out of town.
I'm not a fan of hunting, even if they do make a little speech before they set off about keeping within the law, but the sight of fifty or so horses trooping past was very impressive.
Better than hunting, though with only half the number of nags:
If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet,
Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street,
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.
Watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
Five and twenty ponies,
Trotting through the dark–
Brandy for the Parson,
'Baccy for the Clerk.
Laces for a lady; letters for a spy,
And watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
(Rudyard Kipling)
Reminds me of Flanders and Swan's ' British Bedstead men'!
That's where they got it from.
The F & S version is a new one to me - does anyone have a linky?
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I'm not a fan of hunting, even if they do make a little speech before they set off about keeping within the law, but the sight of fifty or so horses trooping past was very impressive.
Better than hunting, though with only half the number of nags:
If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet,
Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street,
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.
Watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
Five and twenty ponies,
Trotting through the dark–
Brandy for the Parson,
'Baccy for the Clerk.
Laces for a lady; letters for a spy,
And watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
(Rudyard Kipling)
Reminds me of Flanders and Swan's ' British Bedstead men'!
That's where they got it from.
The F & S version is a new one to me - does anyone have a linky?
Try https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=csYLZlG74cw