Comments on: A Day at the Fair http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2008/05/21/a-day-at-the-fair/ I am not a has-been. I am a will be. Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance Mon, 21 May 2012 12:23:50 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.2 By: Grannymar http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2008/05/21/a-day-at-the-fair/#comment-7579 Grannymar Wed, 21 May 2008 17:12:27 +0000 http://www.grannymar.com/blog/?p=1055#comment-7579 Steph ~ I suppose you will suggest that next 'The things our Mothers made us do'! :roll: Ian ~ am not sure that the weather is any better, it was very blowy yesterday. Steph ~ I suppose you will suggest that next ‘The things our Mothers made us do’! :roll:

Ian ~ am not sure that the weather is any better, it was very blowy yesterday.

]]> By: Ian http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2008/05/21/a-day-at-the-fair/#comment-7575 Ian Wed, 21 May 2008 14:55:54 +0000 http://www.grannymar.com/blog/?p=1055#comment-7575 I remember standing at Dixon Park one bitter cold winter's evening watching the Comrades playing Larne - it was awful football. Ballyclare in May look much more inviting. I remember standing at Dixon Park one bitter cold winter’s evening watching the Comrades playing Larne - it was awful football. Ballyclare in May look much more inviting.

]]> By: steph http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2008/05/21/a-day-at-the-fair/#comment-7574 steph Wed, 21 May 2008 14:33:03 +0000 http://www.grannymar.com/blog/?p=1055#comment-7574 Nancy, The things our Mothers made us do! :roll: That was a lot of sh*t you had to put up with, Nancy ;-) A daily dose of Grannymar taken with a pinch of salt should cure most things! I'm in danger of overdosing at the moment :lol: Nancy,

The things our Mothers made us do! :roll:

That was a lot of sh*t you had to put up with, Nancy ;-)

A daily dose of Grannymar taken with a pinch of salt should cure most things!

I’m in danger of overdosing at the moment :lol:

]]> By: Grannymar http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2008/05/21/a-day-at-the-fair/#comment-7571 Grannymar Wed, 21 May 2008 13:16:19 +0000 http://www.grannymar.com/blog/?p=1055#comment-7571 Nancy I will have to consult with Dr Steph, she knows all about fees :roll: Nancy

I will have to consult with Dr Steph, she knows all about fees :roll:

]]> By: Nancy http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2008/05/21/a-day-at-the-fair/#comment-7570 Nancy Wed, 21 May 2008 13:08:19 +0000 http://www.grannymar.com/blog/?p=1055#comment-7570 Grannymar, You have brought back an issue I had with my Mother that I always thought would be disclosed ONLY on a psychiatrist's couch! When I was a kid both the milkman and the breadman came on our street in a horse and wagon. The horses often relieved themselves in the street. Huge piles of horse manure were common. One day it dawned on my Mother that the manure would make a wonderful fertilizer for her rose garden, so she sent me into the street with a bucket and shovel to pick up the horse poop. Of course, all my pals saw me in the street shoveling manure into my bucket and stood around taunting and laughing at me. Their Moms didn't make THEM pick up horse manure so they could say almost anything to me with impunity. This went on all Spring. As soon as the milkman appeared on the street the kids would gather around the pile and wait for me to show up with my shovel. How humiliating! I begged my Mother not to make me do that anymore but my pleas fell on deaf ears. The roses were stunning, bushy and bright, and she wasn't about to give that up for my vanity. Her roses won blue ribbons at the flower show, but her daughter was a candidate for the couch! Now that I have told the whole World about it, I feel better. How much do you charge for psychiatric care? I owe you! Grannymar,

You have brought back an issue I had with my Mother that I always thought would be disclosed ONLY on a psychiatrist’s couch!

When I was a kid both the milkman and the breadman came on our street in a horse and wagon. The horses often relieved themselves in the street. Huge piles of horse manure were common.

One day it dawned on my Mother that the manure would make a wonderful fertilizer for her rose garden, so she sent me into the street with a bucket and shovel to pick up the horse poop.

Of course, all my pals saw me in the street shoveling manure into my bucket and stood around taunting and laughing at me. Their Moms didn’t make THEM pick up horse manure so they could say almost anything to me with impunity. This went on all Spring. As soon as the milkman appeared on the street the kids would gather around the pile and wait for me to show up with my shovel. How humiliating!

I begged my Mother not to make me do that anymore but my pleas fell on deaf ears. The roses were stunning, bushy and bright, and she wasn’t about to give that up for my vanity.

Her roses won blue ribbons at the flower show, but her daughter was a candidate for the couch!

Now that I have told the whole World about it, I feel better.
How much do you charge for psychiatric care? I owe you!

]]> By: Grannymar http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2008/05/21/a-day-at-the-fair/#comment-7562 Grannymar Wed, 21 May 2008 08:46:56 +0000 http://www.grannymar.com/blog/?p=1055#comment-7562 Nick ~ All that horse manure was great for the roses ;) Steph ~ Will you stop letting out my secrets or the Toyboys will be jealous! ;) Nick ~ All that horse manure was great for the roses ;)

Steph ~ Will you stop letting out my secrets or the Toyboys will be jealous! ;)

]]> By: steph http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2008/05/21/a-day-at-the-fair/#comment-7560 steph Wed, 21 May 2008 08:27:57 +0000 http://www.grannymar.com/blog/?p=1055#comment-7560 <em>Grannymar</em> It wasn't a horse you were looking for at all... I know you... you were chasing farmers again! :D I went to the annual horse fair in Clifden (Connemara) last summer and it was quite an education. It felt like stepping back in time watching a tradition so steeped in history. You weren't properly dressed unless you had a horse-box in tow! Grannymar

It wasn’t a horse you were looking for at all…

I know you… you were chasing farmers again! :D

I went to the annual horse fair in Clifden (Connemara) last summer and it was quite an education. It felt like stepping back in time watching a tradition so steeped in history. You weren’t properly dressed unless you had a horse-box in tow!

]]> By: Nick http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2008/05/21/a-day-at-the-fair/#comment-7558 Nick Wed, 21 May 2008 07:25:05 +0000 http://www.grannymar.com/blog/?p=1055#comment-7558 In this age of motor vehicles, it's hard to imagine a time when everyone was so dependent on the horse. And instead of moaning about traffic congestion, they were all moaning about the heaps of stinking horse manure everywhere! Mmmm, all those displays of food are mouth-watering! In this age of motor vehicles, it’s hard to imagine a time when everyone was so dependent on the horse. And instead of moaning about traffic congestion, they were all moaning about the heaps of stinking horse manure everywhere!

Mmmm, all those displays of food are mouth-watering!

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