That’s a bowl as sure as eggs is eggs, no photos in them days only wood engravings, the lines in the engraving give the impression of a woven basket my good man.

About that Welch dresser you went out with Gummy, here’s a Limerick with legs featured specially made up for you.

The Welsh dresser.

There was a young woman God bless her
Who threw her leg over the dresser
The dresser was high, it caught in her thigh
Now she is one leg the lesser.

As our lyrics are in decline in content and taste I thought I'd slip one in, no pun intended.

KEEP YOUR HAND ON YOUR HA'PENNY

When Molly began to go courting
Her mother was anxious to tell
How certain young fellas would want her
to stray down the pathway to 'ell
So Molly's old ma used to say:

cho: Keep your hand on your ha'penny
Cover it well with your palm
Keep your hand on your ha'penny
And Molly will come to no harm

They'll hug you and kiss you so sweetly
They'll make you feel ever so nice,
But handle the fellas discretely
And follow this simple advice:

When Molly and I went out courting
I told her she'd nothing to fear
But down in the meadow last Sunday
I whispered these words in her ear

Take your hand of your ha'penny
Look into my bonny blue eyes
Take your hand of your ha'penny
And I'll give you --- a lovely surprise!

tsk

Hello from Lanzarote.
More Irish bars than Dublin!

It's a good job Ladies don't have Cocks.

Yeah, what came first, the Egg or the Cock.