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That’s one very dejected looking Swagman Gummy, you’d think he'd just been told Australia had lost the Ashes.
Sweaty Swagman dives into the Billabong to cool off. Spying Matilda falls out of the Coolibah tree, breaks ankle and can’t waltz, the Swagman dries off in the hot Sun and he gets boils on his billy, feeling low and depressed he sits and waits for the number 10 bus home. That’s what that picture tells me, Matilda is behind the tree, that’s why you can’t see her.
For Gods sake mon could ye not find a happy Swagman, after all it says in the song that he sings while waiting for his billy to boil.
It’s a neat little folk tale that Waltzing Matilda, old Banjo Paterson wrote it I see, didn’t you mention him a few years back? the Pogues and Liam Clancy made recordings of it, it is one of my old mates party pieces whenever he’s asked to sing, he has no connections with Australia, actually he’s from the Aran Islands originally.
What I do in the privacy of my own home with my Lovely Cousin is nobody's business but ours!
BTW, does anyone know of something that will stop the harness from chafing?
I just loved his description of clearing his mind for a new job
The worst crime for Devlin is to be boring. In his younger days Devlin would recharge his creative energies on regular trips to the West Indies island of Mustique where he and his North American wife Kim have a house. “When I run out of ideas, I simply go for a swim, let my mind go blank and it fills up again as I walk back up the beach.”
not quite sure if his mind was filling up with ideas or sea water??
Oi,you 'orrible lot!
O wrote the opnin seene for a trooly WUNNAFUL play...an' nobody even menshund it...an nah me spelchekkar's got the ump.
Iff'n that pansyboy gumbum hadn't orlreddy nicked 'em,I'd flounce orf in me fave diamante' kitten-heels 'n' fishnet stockinz.
[theez surspenderz make bluddy exlunt catapults,byda-weigh...]
Oi,you 'orrible lot!
O wrote the opnin seene for a trooly WUNNAFUL play...an' nobody even menshund it...an nah me spelchekkar's got the ump.
Iff'n that pansyboy gumbum hadn't orlreddy nicked 'em,I'd flounce orf in me fave diamante' kitten-heels 'n' fishnet stockinz.
[theez surspenderz make bluddy exlunt catapults,byda-weigh...]
You tell em Pugsy Bear, you tell em
Did you ever make tights?????
Oi,you 'orrible lot!
O wrote the opnin seene for a trooly WUNNAFUL play...an' nobody even menshund it...an nah me spelchekkar's got the ump.
Iff'n that pansyboy gumbum hadn't orlreddy nicked 'em,I'd flounce orf in me fave diamante' kitten-heels 'n' fishnet stockinz.
[theez surspenderz make bluddy exlunt catapults,byda-weigh...]
Patience. True literary genius is never fully appreciated till the author is dead. Look at Will Shakespeare.
p.s don't use this as an excuse to jump off a dunny