Picture of Lord Herefords Knob (Welsh, Twmpa) this hill is right on the borders of England and Wales. The picture is taken from Tregoyd near Llanigon.
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Picture of Lord Herefords Knob (Welsh, Twmpa) this hill is right on the borders of England and Wales. The picture is taken from Tregoyd near Llanigon.
http://www.pictures.walesdirectory.c...ob-p-2094.html
#10 Richard, My 94 year old father in law sings this one at the drop of a hat, or a whisky, whatever comes first!
The Alexander Brothers : My Big Kilmarnock Bunnet
www.shazam.com/discover/track/59402358 Go to the video clip bottom left. The second song "The Sour milk cart" is about Eaglesham where the family where reared:)
Summary - The singer, wearing his big Kilmarnock bonnet, is off to Glasgow. His friend Sandy Laing tells him, as a joke, to ask for a lady named Katie Bain who lives in Auchty [Eighty] Street. When he gets to Glasgow he asks a man for directions to Auchty Street and the man gets angry and hits him on the ear. He meets a girl who invites him to take her for a drink. He asks her if she knows Kate Bain, she says Katie is her neighbour; they will show him the sights and have a really good night. He regrets meeting them as they leave him with just shirt, trousers and a bonnet muddy from rolling in the streets. He falls in the Clyde, a policeman says he jumped in, and he gets sixty days in jail.
"Ma Big Kilmarnock Bunnet"
Resolved that I wid leave the plough,
I said tae farmer Brown;
The money that I've worked for,
Be kind as put it down.
In Glesca' toon at half-past three,
This very day I mean tae be ;
I've been ower lang a gawkie in the country.
CHORUS.
For wi my big Kilmarnock bonnet,
When I ran tae catch the train;
I'll ne'er forget the mug that I
Was made by Sandy Lane.
He said, man Jock, when you arrive,
Just ask for Katie Bain
She stops in number eighteen street in Glesca'.
Noo, when I arrived in Glesca', freens.
The first chap I did meet;
I said, man, wid ye be as kind
As show me eighteen street.
Says he, d'ye think ye've got a mug,
Take that, an' struck me on the lug ;
An' said, my man ye"ll find yer match in Glesca'.
A bonnie lassie she cam' up,
Dressed in a stripped frock;
An' looked into my face an' said,
Hallo is that you Jock,
Ye're big Kilmarnock's aff the plumb,
Ye're gaun tae stand a glasso' rum;
Hoo lang dae ye intend tae bide in Glesca'.
The lass I treated an' asked the place,
She said she'd let me see ;
An' as for Kate Bane, she said,
She stops next door to me.
Says I, she kens ane Sandy Lane,
The lassie said, the very same !
Come on wi' me tae eighteen strest in Glesca'.
She introduced me tae her neebour,
But if she was Kate Bane ;
I only hope an' trust that I
Will ne'er see her again.
They left me wi my drawers an shirt,
My bonnet besmearred wi' dirt;
Tae wander through the muckle street o' Glesca.
But my sorrow wisna ended,
I had mair tae seek beside ;
The nicht being dark, an' me half drunk,
I tumbled in the Clyde.
They pulled me oot an' swore each yin,
They stood an' watched me jumping in,
An' got me thirty days in "quad" in Glesca
Footnote: One of the many songs from the 18th and 19th centuries warning young country workers of the dangers lurking in big cities! The Kilmarnock Bonnet of the title is a famous item of Scottish headwear, dating back at least to 1647, when the Kilmarnock Corporation of Bonnet Makers was founded. The song was widely circulated on popular broadsheets and was recorded by the King of the Cornkisters, Willie Kemp in 1936. He was a great favourite of my grandfather’s and I first heard My Big Kilmarnock Bonnet on a wind-up gramophone. Happy days!
#12 That's great Marian and whilst I could read the text I am going to have to listen a few times to My Big Kilmarnock Bonnet to put the two together. No problem with The Sour Cart.
Richard
Marian it pleases me greatly to see you are a lady of learning and delight in the works of great poets.
Now this was shown on TV last week in its entirety.
In Austria. there is a town by the name of F **king, and it had just been twinned with a town called Hell.
True , I kid you not.
Brian.
I like Banjo Patterson and Lawson.
I enjoy walkng around Circular Quay with the Brass Plaques on the pavement. with all their sayings.
like,
Its Grand to be unemployed
and sleeping on the Domain
and wake up every second day
and go back to sleep again.
.
I travelled all over Australia looking for Banjo`s book, Amazing, the shop assistants never heard of him. I could not find a book any where.
My Australian neice came over to Bolton and I told her about it, she went into town and in a book shop in Bolto bought Banjo`s book.
Brian
Brian, You may have the book 'Singer of the Bush A.B. 'Banjo" Paterson' Complete Works 1885-1900' but if not it is ISBN 0 7254 0865 0 which is the set of 2 the second being 'Song of the Pen 1901-1941'. My daughter gave me these many years ago and they are large tomes. Just notice in my posts I gave a 't' too many in his surname.
Richard
Think I posted about it and all its connotations when we were discussing strange beer names and it was deleted by moderators even though it was factualQuote:
Originally Posted by Captain Kong
Now I can understand if they want to delete the following about a soap powder. A young couple named Phyliss and Chuck invented a new powder and called it a combination of their names, but were having a little difficulty advertising it in the Press, but a TV Station agreed to market it and wanted to know if the couple had a jingle in mind, well they did and here it is
If OMO won't brighten it
and DAZ wont whiten it
Well Phuck it