vintage cracker mottos

You cant beat cracker jokes for making you go oooohhhh can you.Mind some are good well I think so anyway but then thats me.

Was helping to sort out some old christmas stuff the other day and came across some tree crackers that could have been 40 odd years old, they had lead charms in them as well as mottos that were a bit different to what we see now.

A couple of examples;
All is not beer that is bitter.
People who live in public houses, shouldnt throw glasses.

Finally a longer piece. When wealth is lost, nothing is lost. When health is lost, something is lost. When character is lost, all is lost.

Bit different to those we see now eh.

The best I saw this christmas was;
Where does Tarzan buy his clothes...... A jungle sale, almost fit for Basil Brush that one.

A great to be alive day. Out walking today in the sunshine and breeze. Histon to longstanton on the buswayish then back via rampton about seven miles i think. Some lovely flat views typical for cambridgeshire. Not that many birds but did see red kite and golden plover again as well as a couple of smallish flocks of stock dove. A bit sticky underfoot in places but a lovely walk.

bit of a different story

I told a story to a group Friday evening. The local bird club a group I have belonged to for a while and supported for longer. It was there Christmas Social and I was asked to tell a story.

Well I had one I have been working on for some time, a written by me story of all things not that I write many at all, I have to be moved too. But this one sort of fitted to me well almost anyway.

The story is a sort of landscape history of an area I know well, since childhood in fact anbd it contains lot of descriptions/mentions of natural habitats and birds and animals as well as the historical detail. I cut it to fit the time available and told it.

Wasnt too sure how it would go down, but pleasantly surprised by the feedback afterwards, folk knew where it was set and could see the images I was describing. It needs mor work but I am happy with it almost.

A different Saturday

Definately a different Saturday for me yesterday. A couple of weeks ago, good friends Stewart and Maureen said do you want to be in our Mummers Play. I had a think and said yes send me over the script.

So there I was in March yesterday ( I know its December) where I was playing the part of The Fool, not hard to play for me really. We performed in three pubs; Georges, The Acre and The Ship.

I wont say I delivered my lines perfectly but it worked in the end and I had a bit of fun.