Tuesday, 30 August 2011

Since Records began

I did hear today tis been the coldest summer for a score of years. If we could only get the hottest winter for a score of years then we could sleep sounder in our beds. Still lacking the woodshed, what empty promises some folk do make.

The dead blackbird be gone leastways.

Saturday, 27 August 2011

Summer is a goin out

Nearly thought I would of drownded in all the flash storm floodings last week, I never known anything like it. Tis only today we be feeling dry enough to emerrrge.

So we took off on a bit of a jaunt to Anglebury afore winter starts crawling up the hill. We were walking down the street when a stranger do come up to us and says 'Where be the main street?' Well, quick as a flash, Amos turns round and says 'Why here, this be the main street we on now.' Like there be more than one streed in Anglebury. n