On the Eleventh Day of Christmas

I have no story of eleven pipers but I do have one of two pipes, though we didn’t know it at the time.
We were decorating, and it was literally the last screw of the last shelf that went through the central heating pipe!
Water was going everywhere, but I kept my head, turned off the water and got a bucket whilst Hubby stood there finger positioned like the Dutch Boy.
Then the phone rang.
It was my brother in NZ wanting to know if Hubby could talk him through installing an electric cooker. We made a deal that he’d be happy to , once Bro had told him how to fix the hole! You can read more about that here

I’m not a fan of bagpipes, but I do love the sound of Pan Pipes, and there was a group of musicians in Boston who used to play practically every week at the Saturday market. They were always in full Indian dress, the feathers in their headdresses awesome in their colours, and the music they produced was wonderful.
Like many street buskers, CDs were available to purchase at around £10, though I never bought any as I’d been caught once with a saxophone player and the CD was dreadful quality.
Chances are the pipers in the song are playing flutes or penny whistles, which reminds me of medieval times and believe it or not, Danny Kaye in the 1956 movie The Court Jester, even if he was playing a mandolin!

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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2 Responses to On the Eleventh Day of Christmas

  1. colonialist says:

    I was a Danny Kaye fan. I particularly loved The Secret Life of Walter Mitty.

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