Forming a Plan....
Posted: Thursday, 26 July 2007 |
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Mr B has a Saxa
Barebraes from Shapinsay
Mr B has a Saxaphone and it rains every time he plays it, Strangely enough the cats run for the hills too, but hooch just closes his eyes and snores along with the tune
Barebraes from Shapinsay
If Mr B has a saxa, does that make him the salt of the earth?
Flying Cat from Cheshire Grin
I think it was an IBHQ blip in the system I would have thought that the censors would have noticed the duplication. But he is as common as muck :)
Barebraes from Shapinsay
FC;-nice one
carol from in the shade cause its b****y hot
barebraes: put my mind at ease--who is as common as muck???
carol from in the shade cause its b****y hot
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Anne from IBHQ
Poor mr barebraes, I hope he's not reading this! What will it do to his self-worth to see his belov猫d calling him 'common as muck'...especially as we all know he is an angel... And we all know you do your best under very trying circumstances Anne, don't think we don't appreciate it, because we do - you're by far the best arbitrator ib has ever had. It's the feminine touch...so I'm told to say...
Flying Cat from in a fluff
well now hermit, if it's rain you want (and i can't imagine why you would) female staff has a collection of native american chants that include rainmaking - should go well with an oversized bhodran!
mia from purrondering at the pc
Hey, getting infomation for you on bodhr谩n making Hermit - the biggest one I've seen so far was humungous and couldn't really be played, it was a monster but great fun lol. Can't wait for you to get started...
GerCelt from Dublin, Ireland
HULLO MISSUS! Hugely chuffed tae see ye here! *big wide grin*...next year it`s tae be a Viking feast mind...*`nother big grin*..och it doesnae matter what size the drum is, I`ll be playing it...might no` be awfy tuneful, but belting the bejayzus oot o` it should produce just the sound I`m wanting. :-D
Hermit from chuffed tae bits!
I hope it's a Belgarth Bodhran.
Flying Cat from down Kirbister way
Mjc, nooooo....I`m o` after wanting rain at a`!! Just the noise o` the drum, that`s it. Nae rain at a`. Seriously, nae rain. Stop thae female staff frae chanting and pointing ower this way noo...we hae enough rain the day, thanks....(and how come there is nae equivalent sun dance then? Or if there is, naebody is daein enough o` it)
Hermit from Sanday
and of course that was tae Mia, no` mjc, tsk, forgive me speed reading....(when I`m supposed tae be working I dae it a lot, sorry Mia)
Hermit from Sanday
Thanks for the comments Anne I understand and that its not easy and to be honest Mr B might have had a Saxa. Hes definately not got a Halo, and Angel he ain't FC
Barerbaes from Shapinsay
No need to give me the evil eye, Hermit. I did not send any rain your way. There is any to send from this forsaken desert. There is sundance, but it's a movie lot, and has nothing to do with the frying orb.
mjc from NM,USA
hello Hermit, the natives do have chants for all sorts of things, including the sun, so shall i start training the female staff?
mia from stomping around
There ISN'T any rain: typo above, obviously. # The Hulk does not have a halo and is not an angel? Are you sure you are looking hard enough, Barebraes?
mjc from NM,USA
She may have forgotten that photo she posted during the Festive Season. Native chanties...we have them in Scotland...
Flying Cat from po-faced
I am impressed with your feats of recall, FC. Sure enough, Barebraes is guilty as charged.
mjc from NM,USA
barebraes:- whit aboot yer valentine's days blog??
carol from the usual place
That was no angel, It was a myth ... Cupid, he was pretending to be the god of Lurve
Barebraes from Shapinsay