Yet Another Cycling Forum
General Category => The Knowledge => OT Knowledge => Topic started by: JennyB on 17 June, 2016, 07:59:06 pm
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My mother (born 1915) used to recite passages from a long doggerel poem giving significant dates in English History, which she probably learned by rote at school. Today I came across her manuscript copy (with a few gaps) of the period between 527 "Erkenwin came / Northumbria the Angles claim" and 1217 when "The Frenchmen retreat/The same year brave Hubert-de-Burgh took their fleet."
There was a lot more. I vaguely remember "In 61 from loss in strife/ Boadicea destroyed her life" and I think it went up to at least the Crimean War.
Does anyone remember any more? I seems strangely unGoogleable. ???
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In 1066 on Christmas Morn
Another little baby boy was born
In the ghettooooooooo
(In the ghettooooooooo)
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^^^ aargh.
I'm still trying to find the words to Robert Robinson's "Oh Dog our whelp in ages past". When I search for them Google goes all hissy-holy on me, and if I insist it throws up page upon page on canine parturition.
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Well. at least now I've got a plausible source: 'English Dates in Dreadful Doggerel', an Instructional book written by A. G. Grenfell, with rhymes and short-cut methods of learning dates, monarchs and historical facts.
Grenfell was the headmaster of the former Mostyn House School in Parkgate, Cheshire, and a brother (I think) to Wilfred Grenfell, the medical missionary.
There's a copy in the Cheshire Archives, apparently - ref. SP 5/8427/46 but none on-line. :-\
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^^^ aargh.
I'm still trying to find the words to Robert Robinson's "Oh Dog our whelp in ages past". When I search for them Google goes all hissy-holy on me, and if I insist it throws up page upon page on canine parturition.
Purely a guess:
Oh Dog our whelp in ages past
Our pup for years to come
Our Sheltie in the stormy blast
And our eternal Pom.
Before the weimaraners stood
Or there had been Great Danes
From everlasting thou art Dog
And answer to thy name.
?
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Something like that. I can remember the last line of V1 as "And our eternal chum".
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Well. at least now I've got a plausible source: 'English Dates in Dreadful Doggerel', an Instructional book written by A. G. Grenfell, with rhymes and short-cut methods of learning dates, monarchs and historical facts.
Grenfell was the headmaster of the former Mostyn House School in Parkgate, Cheshire, and a brother (I think) to Wilfred Grenfell, the medical missionary.
There's a copy in the Cheshire Archives, apparently - ref. SP 5/8427/46 but none on-line. :-\
Has to be an ancestor of Joyce, surely!
In 1066 on Christmas Morn
Another little baby boy was born
In the ghettooooooooo
(In the ghettooooooooo)
So he buys a sword
And he steals a horse
And he tries to ride
But he falls of course
In the ghetto
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1217 when "The Frenchmen retreat/The same year brave Hubert-de-Burgh took their fleet."
Any relation of Lady Catherine?
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Well. at least now I've got a plausible source: 'English Dates in Dreadful Doggerel', an Instructional book written by A. G. Grenfell, with rhymes and short-cut methods of learning dates, monarchs and historical facts.
Grenfell was the headmaster of the former Mostyn House School in Parkgate, Cheshire, and a brother (I think) to Wilfred Grenfell, the medical missionary.
There's a copy in the Cheshire Archives, apparently - ref. SP 5/8427/46 but none on-line. :-\
Has to be an ancestor of Joyce, surely!
I'd thought of that too (I'm a big fan of hers) but Grenfell was her married name, and her husband was a different line of the family anyway.
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Well. at least now I've got a plausible source: 'English Dates in Dreadful Doggerel', an Instructional book written by A. G. Grenfell, with rhymes and short-cut methods of learning dates, monarchs and historical facts.
Grenfell was the headmaster of the former Mostyn House School in Parkgate, Cheshire, and a brother (I think) to Wilfred Grenfell, the medical missionary.
There's a copy in the Cheshire Archives, apparently - ref. SP 5/8427/46 but none on-line. :-\
Has to be an ancestor of Joyce, surely!
In 1066 on Christmas Morn
Another little baby boy was born
In the ghettooooooooo
(In the ghettooooooooo)
So he buys a sword
And he steals a horse
And he tries to ride
But he falls of course
In the ghetto
And his momma cried