It is supposed to be a Partners evening on Monday, but it will be somewhat different this time as we will not be meeting in person. You are of course more than welcome to appear 'on screen' with your partner if they wish.
We will be having a Taskmaster theme. Your instructions for the evening are as follows:-
Now .... we are not sure how all this is going to work but lets give it our best shot and have a bloomin good laugh .
There was a grumpy spritely old Rotarian from Danetre
Who with work on computers was kept busy
He got in flap
Rolling out the Zoom app
But soon had us all chatting on-line loud and free
It has been a subject of much mirth that I have been building a 2 seater aircraft in my garage for the last 30 odd years. Whenever this comes up in conversation with Maggie around she always points out that the propeller has been in our bedroom for a long as either of us can remember. Hence when Steve asked for a photo of something from our house or garden that is of special interest or meaning it had to be of the propeller!!
There once was a lass called barbara.
She said, "See the lovely barbra!"
It was rather sweet,
But not quite overheat
And she couldn't resist the barber a.
The item was a carved knife made by my Grandfather (mother’s side) from a German shell while he was serving as a batman in the Middlesex Regiment in the trenches during the first world war – on its handle, he carved his wife’s name, “Elsie” but carved the S the wrong way round! Henry James Gough was his name and he was a master builder operating in the Swindon area.
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There was a young man called Dan,
Whose workshop ran like a well-oiled can.
When told this was so,
He said, 'yes, I know.
Now did you come here for poetry or do you want me to fix your van.
There was young woman named Susan,
Whose limericks never would scan.
When told this was so,
She said, 'yes, I know.
But this five-line Irish format is too restrictive for me. And besides I’m not Irish I’m Canadian
Neil is our chap with the gong,
He leads our Rotarian throng,
He’s the first to proclaim
That his one stated aim,
Is that meetings don’t go on too long.
Young Trevelyan who lived in a tree, To the shops I went out to get food,
Had to get down too often to pee, And I got there in quite a good mood,
But a bucket and rope, As for loo roll they’d none,
gave the clever chap hope, I asked “what’s to be done,”
When he found he could do it “hands free” The girls answer was really quite crude.
The motorcycle is a 1929 Rudge 500cc Speedway/ Grasstrack machine. First owned by Willie Wilshere the first man to ride a motorcycle to the top of Mount Snowdon. It then belonged to Titch Allen a well known journalist and the founder of the Vintage Motorcycle Club. It then passed to Mike VanGucci another famous motorcyclist. I feel custodian of the bike rather than owner.
The machine has 4 exposed valves and runs on Methanol fuel. It is comfortable to ride and is very fast. I had a lot of successful outings and a great deal of fun on her. I now get a chap from Oxford to ride the Rudge for me.
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My picture is of the 4 bridges of Newcastle in a print by local artist, John Cosgrove. Newcastle is a city I worked in for 20 years and I have very fond memories of it as a lively and friendly place. I lived in the near by town of Whitley Bay
Who would have thought, only one month ago, We'd be sitting here with nowhere to go, Our challenge yet, is how we can get A delivery slot from Tesco.
Like Burlington Bertie, I rise at 10.30,
So shopping at eight is unreal,
You can count on one hand the number of strands
of linguini we shared for our meal.
The picture is of Horace the Hippo. He was bought in Lagos when I was on my way home from a work trip in 2006. It was Tricia's birthday the following day so I wanted to get something different. She's a great fan of hippos. He is 18" long and weighs nearly 4 kilos, being carved from Ebony. Because of shortage of space he had to sit in my lap for 6 hours on the flight home. He now has pride of place in the living room.
There were 2 people from Daventry
Who were confined to their house indefinitely
They climbed the wall
Fell down the stairs
And laughed at the ceiling incessantly
This is a Sextant first calibrated on 4th December 1934. It belong to John Gordon Sleight, who was a Master Mariner, and Ian's Father in Law
A Rotary Member named Brian
Once smiled as he rode on a Lion.
They came back from the Ride,
….. but with Brian inside,
To keep Fit Nick went to the Gym, It will soon be Bastille Day; ‘le Quatorze Juillet’,
The idea was to try to get Slim. A time of panche and cachet.
After months of this trying Un jour férié –
He felt much more like dying, La raison: Liberté
His hoped of reduction were Dim! ….. !!! Mon Français ‘clearly sucks’ – so “Bonne Soirée”
One Saturday morning at three
A cheesemonger’s shop in Paree
Collapsed to the ground
With a thunderous sound
Leaving only a pile of de brie
Brodie:
Being the 7th dog we have had; virtually never having been without one and from within weeks of our marriage.
Brodie, following along a succession of a Red Setter, a Cocker Spaniel, two (Liver & White) Springer Spaniels { Father & Son } and then three successive Black Labradors.
As anyone familiar with Gun Dogs will tell you;
Brodie is now 2 ½ years old and his ‘Mum’ is a working Gundog on an Estate in Gloucestershire and his ‘Dad’ is English Field Trial Champion “Waterford Ganton”; both owned by ex-shooting and Shooting Instructor/Gunsmith friends in Gloucestershire.
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