The life and adventures of a mildly dotty old bird.
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The Garden in the Ruins
Below is a black and white image of the former Great Hall in Nymans House which was owned by Maud and Leonard Messel. I say former because, ...
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The Flat Earth Society is real with real people holding such views. Everyone's entitled to their opinions and let's just leave it a...
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Certainly a new twist on the usual blue plaque. It made us laugh and had us scratching our heads. It just seemed rather odd, but even th...
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No not literally...just an attention grabbing sort of blog title! Litter picking is what has going round my bonce today. There have been a c...
What sort of dancing do you do?
ReplyDeleteJulie xxxxxx
I'm a Morris dancer, but not with the hankies or garlands. Just sticks and bells.
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Haha, so like my cats (when they are wearing their bells) you can no longer sneak up and pounce of unsuspecting birds - brilliant
ReplyDeleteSame principle. It's always difficult if we're performing at events with birds of prey displays as our bells completely confuse the birds.
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That's what people say about me - you can hear me for miles with all my silver jewellery! xxx
ReplyDeleteI can imagine....much prettier tinkling though than the jangling sound I make though!
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Brilliant :) I have similar ones for keeping my singers in time during the pageant
ReplyDeleteThey have their uses!
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Love your bells. So different.
ReplyDeleteThank you Jak. They're an integral part of what we do.
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