Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Snowdon
Here are some photo's from yesterdays visit to Snowdon, It has to be said that I only really enjoyed the way back, which was down hill. On the the way there I had massive blisters. I started to panic at the last bit because I'm scared of heights and it was really icy and near the edge. I liked it at the top though, I really felt I had achieved something.
Much as Snowdon has some lovely views, I hold true to this statement
It's a lot of pain
For so little gain!!!
Monday, April 03, 2006
How cruel was this!!!
Soldier, Soldier, Won't You Marry Me?
Soldier, soldier, won't you marry me (I'm not actually sure women should propose anyway)
with your musket, fife, and drum?
Oh no, sweet maid, I cannot marry you
for I have no HAT to put on. (Rubbish excuse)
So off she went to the hatmaker's shop
As fast as she could run,
She bought him a hat, a very fine hat,
And the soldier put it on.
Soldier, soldier, won't you marry me
with your musket, fife, and drum?
Oh no, sweet maid, I cannot marry you
for I have no SHIRT to put on,
So off she went to the hatmaker's shop
As fast as she could run,
She bought him a shirt, a very fine shirt,
And the soldier put it on.
Soldier, soldier, won't you marry me
with your musket, fife, and drum?
Oh no, sweet maid, I cannot marry you
for I have no COAT to put on.
So off she went to the coatmaker's shop
As fast as she could run,
She bought him a coat, a very fine coat,
And the soldier put it on.
Soldier, soldier, won't you marry me
with your musket, fife, and drum?
Oh no, sweet maid, I cannot marry you
for I have no GLOVES to put on.
So off she went to the glovemaker's shop
As fast as she could run,
She bought him a pair a very fine pair,
And the soldier put them on.
Soldier, soldier, won't you marry me
with your musket, fife, and drum?
Oh no, sweet maid, I cannot marry you
for I have no BOOTS to put on.
So off she went to the bootmaker's shop
As fast as she could run,
She bought him a pair, a very fine pair,
And the soldier put them on.
NOW, soldier, soldier, will you marry me
with your musket, fife, and drum?
Oh no, sweet maid, I cannot marry you
for I have a WIFE at home!!!! (How gutted would you be?!?!)
Soldier, soldier, won't you marry me (I'm not actually sure women should propose anyway)
with your musket, fife, and drum?
Oh no, sweet maid, I cannot marry you
for I have no HAT to put on. (Rubbish excuse)
So off she went to the hatmaker's shop
As fast as she could run,
She bought him a hat, a very fine hat,
And the soldier put it on.
Soldier, soldier, won't you marry me
with your musket, fife, and drum?
Oh no, sweet maid, I cannot marry you
for I have no SHIRT to put on,
So off she went to the hatmaker's shop
As fast as she could run,
She bought him a shirt, a very fine shirt,
And the soldier put it on.
Soldier, soldier, won't you marry me
with your musket, fife, and drum?
Oh no, sweet maid, I cannot marry you
for I have no COAT to put on.
So off she went to the coatmaker's shop
As fast as she could run,
She bought him a coat, a very fine coat,
And the soldier put it on.
Soldier, soldier, won't you marry me
with your musket, fife, and drum?
Oh no, sweet maid, I cannot marry you
for I have no GLOVES to put on.
So off she went to the glovemaker's shop
As fast as she could run,
She bought him a pair a very fine pair,
And the soldier put them on.
Soldier, soldier, won't you marry me
with your musket, fife, and drum?
Oh no, sweet maid, I cannot marry you
for I have no BOOTS to put on.
So off she went to the bootmaker's shop
As fast as she could run,
She bought him a pair, a very fine pair,
And the soldier put them on.
NOW, soldier, soldier, will you marry me
with your musket, fife, and drum?
Oh no, sweet maid, I cannot marry you
for I have a WIFE at home!!!! (How gutted would you be?!?!)
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