The title of this blog comes from a Gaelic expression -"putting on the poor mouth"-which means to exaggerate the direness of one's situation in order to gain time or favour from creditors.
Yes, googling it even with that spelling should lead you to it. Here is an instance of its performance on the BBC back in March.
The song is Scottish, and in a transcript of the original from which we used to perform it, "sweet" is rendered "suet." Indeed, 30 years ago, when our group leader called that tune, she would shout out, "Suet face!"
Oh that she is Bryan. Her only vices are stealing the not wife's slippers - she thinks they are kittens - and she wakes us up by biting our toes (get up or stay in bed either way I get fed!).
LOL Steve. I will have to see if I can get to hear it.
To teh local rodents sh is the angel of death ewbl!
Aw, cute cat!
ReplyDeleteBebe gets no respect. She does all the small animal killing and professional cat stuff and gets half a picture.
ReplyDelete"Alas, that same sweet face..."
ReplyDeleteThanks Jessica! Bekaerkin, she gets lots of afection and all the food she can eat. I doubt she worries about half a photo!!!
ReplyDeleteThe title of an ancient song Steve? Well I did google the phrase!
love the angle! the fact that it's only "half a photo" makes it the more interesting! :)
ReplyDeleteNice detail on the whiskers, Jams.
ReplyDeleteShe certainly appears to be the most placid of your pride - no bared teeth and narrow pupils.
She would appear to like the camera as much as it likes her.
"The title of an ancient song Steve?" - jams
ReplyDeleteYes, googling it even with that spelling should lead you to it. Here is an instance of its performance on the BBC back in March.
The song is Scottish, and in a transcript of the original from which we used to perform it, "sweet" is rendered "suet." Indeed, 30 years ago, when our group leader called that tune, she would shout out, "Suet face!"
Well, there are two kinds of angels, jams. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks mailyah, she is utterlly photogenic!
ReplyDeleteOh that she is Bryan. Her only vices are stealing the not wife's slippers - she thinks they are kittens - and she wakes us up by biting our toes (get up or stay in bed either way I get fed!).
LOL Steve. I will have to see if I can get to hear it.
To teh local rodents sh is the angel of death ewbl!