stewartwillsher
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Oranges and lemons
Say the bells of St. Clements
I owe you five farthings
Say the bells of St. Martins
When will you pay me?
Say the bells at Old Bailey
When I grow rich
Say the bells at Shoreditch
When will that be?
Say the bells of Stepney
I'm sure I don't know
Says the great bell of Bow
There was a book published some years back by an ex-pat - I think he was a musician - entitled "Driving Over Lemons", because he was disturbed by the lemons he could not use, so were on the ground and under his wheels.
Well, we read that, long before moving here, and chuckled.
And guess what - we have so many lemons and oranges on the ground that we cannot use (although not driven over) that we now laugh in synch with his sentiments.
Our lemons go to the local bar and friends, and anyone working on our land eat the oranges, and we use a few; but other than that they fall and rot!
Crazy and sad, eh? :crazy:
Say the bells of St. Clements
I owe you five farthings
Say the bells of St. Martins
When will you pay me?
Say the bells at Old Bailey
When I grow rich
Say the bells at Shoreditch
When will that be?
Say the bells of Stepney
I'm sure I don't know
Says the great bell of Bow
There was a book published some years back by an ex-pat - I think he was a musician - entitled "Driving Over Lemons", because he was disturbed by the lemons he could not use, so were on the ground and under his wheels.
Well, we read that, long before moving here, and chuckled.
And guess what - we have so many lemons and oranges on the ground that we cannot use (although not driven over) that we now laugh in synch with his sentiments.
Our lemons go to the local bar and friends, and anyone working on our land eat the oranges, and we use a few; but other than that they fall and rot!
Crazy and sad, eh? :crazy: