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Drop in anytime Joan
xx

Now we know how you got your sore wrist

You told me you were only 18 Errol...you little liar lol

Here we go.....


Come on baby do the jukebox jive
Just like they did in nineteen fifty five
Come on now,don't let go,hold on to me
Come on girl and let me go
You'll do the jukebox with me
Yeah , yeah

Come on baby do the jukebox jive
Just like they did in nineteen fifty five
Come on now hold me tight
Baby can't you see
I'm gonna wait around all night
So do the jukebox jive with me
Yeah , yeah

Do do do the jukebox (2x)

Come on baby do the jukebox jive
Just like they did in nineteen fifty five
Come on now hold me tight
Baby can't you see
I'm gonna wait around all night
So do the Jukebox jive with me
Yeah , yeah

Not if I can help it lol

Does it involve computers?

Told me he could

You have 2 left feet dont you Errol.......good job your brainy........can you jive ?

ouch, mind my wrist.

...errrmmmm Errol.......yep.......grabs Errols arms and swings round **


On the Fourth of July 1806 we set sail from the sweet cove of Cork
We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks for the grand City Hall in New York
'twas a wonderful craft, she was rigged for and aft and oh, how the wild wind drove her
She stood several blasts, she had twenty-seven masts and they called her the Irish Rover

We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags, we had two million barrels of stone
We had three million sides of old blind horses hides, we had four million barrels of bones
We had five million hogs, and six million dogs, seven million barrels of porter
We had eight million bails of old nanny-goats' tails in the hold of the Irish Rover

There was awl Mickey Coote who played hard on his flute when the ladies lined up for a set
He was tootlin' with skill for each sparkling quadrille, though the dancers were fluther'd and bet
With his smart witty talk, he was cock of the walk and he rolled the dames under and over
They all knew at a glance when he took up his stance that he sailed in the Irish Rover

There was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee, there was Hogan from County Tyrone
There was Johnny McGurk who was scared stiff of work and a man from Westmeath called Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule and Fighting Bill Treacy from Dover
And your man, Mike McCann from the banks of the Bann was the skipper on the Irish Rover

We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out and the ship lost it's way in the fog
And that whale of a crew was reduced down to two, just meself and the Captain's old dog
Then the ship struck a rock, Oh Lord! what a shock, the bulkhead was turned right over
Turned nine times around and the poor old dog was drowned and the last of the Irish Rover

Hayley - where's my car?

Well done Hayley. I'm impressed

Just opened the voddy, so keep them coming girl lol

** staggers through thread singing **


If you hate me after what I say
Can't put it off any longer
I just gotta tell ya anyway

Bye Bye Baby, baby goodbye.
Bye baby, baby bye bye.
Bye bye baby, don't make me cry
Bye baby, baby bye bye.

You're the one girl in town I'd marry
Girl, I'd marry you now if I were free
I wish it could be.
I could love you but why begin it
'Cos there ain't any future in it,
She's got me but I'm not free, so:

Bye Bye Baby, baby goodbye.
Bye baby, baby bye bye.
Bye bye baby, don't make me cry
Bye baby, baby bye bye.

Wish I never had known you better
Wish I knew you before I met her, Gee
How good it would be for me.
Shoulda told her that I can't linger,
There's a wedding ring on my finger,
She's got me and I'm not free, so:

Bye Bye Baby, baby goodbye.
Bye baby, baby bye bye.
Bye bye baby, don't make me cry
Bye baby, baby bye bye.

lol

You cheeky bu..er Marion. A hope you git drookit in the rain lol

I haven't got the lurgy.... I just don't *do* New Year very well... I am a bit of a lurker-in-the-past, and do find it difficult to let it go... even if it was the worst year ever, which it wasn't... well, some bits were, but others were brilliant. So I will be in bed before midnight, whinging about all the fireworks and loud, partying people like a real partypooper, lol!!!

Next Thursday suit you, Ann? Not this one this week, but next week? In the village in the new shop where the bakery was? 11 am? On the same side as Peacocks and a few shops down.... can't remember what it is called.

Love

Daff xxx

But I will be out, so thought i could just chuck it at you lol

Goat ma ain shortbreed, an a dinna like blackbun.
Ta onyhow

Oh dear Errol. You're no suppose ti throw it Marion

Heres some shortbread and blackbun for you.
If you hear a smash later on...it me throwing you a lump of coal lol

Marion