Originally posted by Flay
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Cornish weather may play a part here methinks... 
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I bet it's some sort of Christmas Carol (seeing as we are 1st December and we excitingly fumble for rhe chocolate each morning?)Comment
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Well there I was in Brent Cross Shopping Centre, wondering what I would have chosen as G, and the name Gesualdo came to mind. It must have been telepathy!Originally posted by Caliban View PostBang on the money, Cloughie!!
So perhaps the ultimate test is no clues whatever!. We hold virtual hands, and just submit the answer!Comment
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I have just fallen in love with this man ........Originally posted by Oddball View Post
Can I keep him?
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"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
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Oi!!Originally posted by Anna View PostI have just fallen in love with this man ........ Can I keep him?
Oh all right then.
The hard and cold type, cloughie. Unfortunately I have to pop out now and will be away for some time. I don't think the others are trying - I got the answer in a relative trice, but did not dare to proffer it due to my commitments. I feel sure some kind person will grab the baton...Originally posted by cloughie View Post
Pacta sunt servanda !!!Comment
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OK ,,, goalpoacher, and your answer, to the H qustion is ....Originally posted by Caliban View Post[COLOR="#0000FFCall me a goal poacher. Or an ambulance chaser... Call me what you like, in fact... See if I care!!
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Originally posted by Anna View PostI have just fallen in love with this man ........ Can I keep him?
Be afraid Oddball, be very afraid
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the penny's just dropped!!! And I've just had a giggle. But I'll come to that...
Hail, Cloughie...
Hail, Bright Cecilia by Purcell
Cornish Carols by Thos. Merritt inc. a variety of Hails e.g. No 8 "Hail, Hail the Day"
And Kenneth Pelmear it seems composed one of the Anthems of Cornwall "Hail to the Homeland"
Which contains the aforesaid gigglesome quatrain:
Let firm hands fondle
The boulders of Trencrom,
Sing with all fervour, then
The great Trelawny song
Which in tribute to the matchless presenter of 'Breakfast' is surely crying out for amendment:
Let firm hands fondle
The boulders of Trelawny...
Might bring a smile to his face at the crack of Dawn
(Lovely girl, Dawn...)
I really need to cut down on the Night Nurse!!
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
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Touch of BBMitis, Anna?Originally posted by Anna View Post Behold, above!
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
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Brent Cross on a Saturday afternoon is just the sort of place for an out-of-body experience, I suggest.Originally posted by Oddball View Post
You occasionally see fully grown adults muttering to themselves "Beam Me Up Scotty" and giving a hopefully discrreet half-jump in the air
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How wrong you were!!!Originally posted by Flay View Post
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
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Yes, And I'll thank you to keep your firm hands off me boulders!Originally posted by Caliban View PostTouch of BBMitis, Anna? Behold, above!
Oh well, if you insist!! I will not desist ....
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Originally posted by Anna View PostYes, And I'll thank you to keep your firm hands off me boulders!
Oh well, if you insist!! I will not desist ....
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
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