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Post by Jack Nifedlorry on Aug 25, 2008 16:47:38 GMT
Last Wednesday Fanny, who was everyone's Granny, Heard some bad news when down at the shop. She was told farmer Pegg had broken a leg, And was now only able to hop.
"Oh, that is so sad!, I really feel bad," Said Fanny, quite close to tears. " I must quickly go round," she told Mrs. Pound He's been a good friend for years."
First she went to the Dairy to see his wife Mary, To ask just what she could do, But Mary just sighed, and sat down and cried, And said, "It's so good to see you."
She said Hubby Pegg had broke his left leg, Whilst in the the st ye feeding the sows. "Oh it's such a disaster, his leg's all in plaster, And he's worried about milking the cows."
"The cows are no trouble, we'll ask young Tim Bubble, He's off school this week," Fanny said, "Just make sure Hubby Pegg, stays resting his leg, And don't let him get out of bed."
"That's a weight off my mind, you really are kind," Mary said as she held Fanny's hand. "I'll just change my shoes, and tell Peggs the news, I'm sure things will turn out just grand"
Fanny was sure Tim had milked cows before, And went round to ask for his help, When Tim heard Fanny's plea, he said, "Leave it to me, And I'll also bring my friend Kelp."
Tim said he and Kelp, would be happy to help, And had both done milking before. "Just tell Farmer Pegg to stay off his leg, Me and Kelpy will be there at four."
"We'll milk all the cows and then feed the sows, And see what else we can do." Fanny said, "Thanks so much, it really is such A relief to have help from you two."
The boys, true to their word, looked after the herd, And made sure they were milked every day. Fanny and Mary, worked hard in the dairy, So everything turned out O.K.
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Post by Lou Briccant on Aug 26, 2008 18:32:29 GMT
Thats a good start Jack, so where is todays episode?
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Post by Nuala Bowtitt on Aug 26, 2008 21:03:20 GMT
Very good Jack. Is it going to be a Monday regular ? xx
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Post by Jack Nifedlorry on Aug 26, 2008 21:20:18 GMT
I'll try to oblige.
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Post by Jack Nifedlorry on Sept 2, 2008 17:30:11 GMT
Monday's the day, Fanny Fusspot would say, When she lists all that needs to be done. She told Mrs. Pound she would try and nip round, To sort out her jumble, what fun!
She told P.C. Tom Game she would help paint his name On the board outside the police station. What she wanted to do, was make sure people knew, 'Here lived the best P.C. in the nation.
She added more things, like 'must get some new springs' For her chair where she sat by the fire. As well as all that, she had promised a hat To the wife of the new village Squire.
When the list was complete she got to her feet, Left her house and set off down the road. But she hadn't gone far, when this fast bright red car, From it's trailer lost part of it's load.
She went over to see just what it could be, That had fallen and bounced on the grass, There was a broken arm chair, and a doll with no hair, And the whole place was covered with glass.
Fanny had a close look, and then spotted a book, Among other things scattered around. By now she was sure, she'd seen these things before, When she been round to see Mrs. Pound.
She searched round some more, and was now more than sure, That this stuff was all her friend's jumble. "That's the recipe book," Fanny said, "That I took Round to her so she could make crumble."
Someone called out her name, it was P.C. Tom Game, He said, "Fanny are you alright?" She said, "Yes I'm fine," but at the same time, Admitted she'd had quite a fright.
"Did you see who it was?" said the P.C., "Because I'd never seen that car before," "All I saw,' Fanny said, "Was the car was bright red With a white number two on the door."
"I'll pass on those details, to Sgt. Bob Wales," Said Tom as he wrote in his book. "Then we'd better get round and see Mrs. Pound, And see what else the thieves took."
When they got to her gate, she stood there in a state, Trembling and shaking with fear. "Oh what shall I do? there's no jumble for you!" Fanny told her, "Now don't worry dear."
"Let's all have some e tea, then you tell the P.C. Just what went on here today." So they all went inside, and with relief fanny sighed, To see that the house was O.K.
Still trembling with fear, in a voice hard to hear, Mrs. Pound told them what had occurred. When she opened her door, men she'd not seen before, Walked in without saying a word.
"They took things from shelves, and all my glass elves, And pieces of furniture too. They also took Polly, my granddaughter's dolly, I just didn't know what to do."
"When they saw all the jumble, they had a good grumble, But one said, "It'll fetch a few pound." They took lots more things and some precious rings, Then left without making a sound."
Fanny told Mrs. Pound, "Now you must come round And stay at my house for a while,". So with that the P.C. said, "Just leave things to me, I'll get these fresh details on file."
So the two ladies went and together they spent Quite a while picking things from the ground. Among broken glass shelves, they found most of the elves, This really cheered up Mrs. Pound.
They found Polly too, and a stuffed cockatoo Which had sat on a shelf by the door. Fanny looked all around then told Mrs. Pound, "I don't think we'll salvage much more."
The very next day, P.C. Game came to say That most of her things had been found. "Today about two, I'll return them to you." This news really pleased Mrs. Pound.
"Good gracious!" said Fanny, "I haven't done any Of the things I wanted to do." Her friend gave her a kiss and said, 'Show me the list And we'll get them all done,, me and you.
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Post by Lou Briccant on Sept 2, 2008 19:02:11 GMT
Well done Jack, another great episode, I will be counting the days to next weeks installment.
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Post by Jack Nifedlorry on Sept 2, 2008 20:15:11 GMT
Thanks very much. I will try to be on time next week, but this week the words just wouldn't fall in place.
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Post by TerriTalks on Sept 5, 2008 9:48:50 GMT
Hi Jack I loved both parts of the diary. Very cleaverly done! Love TerriTalks xxxx
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Post by Jack Nifedlorry on Sept 12, 2008 19:56:39 GMT
Fanny’s friend Mary, who she helped in the dairy, Came round to see Fanny one day. She said, “Do you think, we can find out what stink Is in the pond?” Fanny said, “Right away!”
When they got to the green, quite a crowd could be seen, Standing round the far end of the pond. Some were pointing a finger, others chose not to linger, And moved back past the pub and beyond.
“Oh dear dear me, just what can it be?” Fanny exclaimed to her friend. Mary said, “I don’t know, but I think we should go And have a look down the far end.”
“Look at that!” Fanny said, “The water’s all red And the weeds are all turning blue,” Mary said, “Best get Fred, I’ll nip round to his shed, Maybe he’ll know what to do.”
Fred was her friend, who lived at the end, Of the road just down by the church, But when she got near all she could hear Was his parrot up high on her perch.
“Fred’s not here, Fred’s not here!” Polly screeched in her ear, Mary thought, ‘I really can’t wait, I’ll go and fetch Kelp, I’m sure he will help’, Just then Fred walked in through the gate.
Mary went on to tell, Fred about the bad smell, And about the weeds all turning blue. “And the water’s all Red,” she told him, and he said, “There’s only one thing we can do.”
“We must empty the water, I’ll call on my daughter, She’s got my old pump in her yard.” “If we start right away, we’ll finish today, If everyone works really hard,”
“We’ll need lots of pans and watering cans, And buckets and bowls will help too. My daughter’s not far, I’ll go round in my car, Then show everyone what to do.”
When she got back to Fanny, she told her how many Things were needed and what must be done. Then she went to the school, to ask Mr. Tool If the children could join in the fun.
She told the headmaster, that things would go faster, If the children could be there today, He quickly agreed, and would bring all they’d need, To help carry the water away.
Back down at the green, was a wonderful scene, With pots, pans, and jugs everywhere. Another friend Kath, had brought her tin bath, To the pond which made everyone stare.
“That’s just what we need,” said Fred, “and will speed Up the process of emptying the pond. Collect the water from there, carry it with care, Then pour it in that field and beyond.”
Fred started his pump, which made everyone jump, And soon the whole process began. Then everyone there, started carrying their share, In watering can, kettle and pan.
Fanny and Mary went off to the dairy, To collect eggs and butter and cheese, “Now,” Fanny said, “All we need is some bread, To make a nice picnic with these.
Soon Fred said, ”It’s best, if we all take a rest, And enjoy what Fanny and Mary have made” So each man and each lass, sat around on the grass, To eat, and drink cool lemonade.
By about half past three, it was easy to see, Just what had made the pond smell. Something stuck in the mud, looking just like a pud, But what it was no one could tell.
“I’ll go in, in my wellies, to see what the smell is,” Said Bob, who’d been helping all day. “Here you are, use my stick,” said old Mrs. Flick, “To help push the thing out the way.”
As careful as he could, Bob squelched through the mud, Till he got to the thing in the middle. But when he turned it over, twas the body of Rover The dog owned by old Billy Fiddle.
Rover was blind, but Billy was kind, And took him for walks every day. But everyone feared Rover just disappeared, About the time Billy F passed away.
For days he just pined, and sat there and whined, Right outside Billy Fiddle’s front door. But one night in May, he just wandered away. And the village folk saw him no more.
Bob turned to the crowd, and shouted out loud, “Can I pleased have a sack and some rope? I’ll wrap it up tight, then together we might, Pull it out over there by that slope.”
They pulled Rover out, then Bob gave a shout, And said, “Look the vet’s coming this way.” “It’s him,” the vet said, with a shake of his head, “We must make sure he’s buried today.”
“Lets bury him there, by that old concrete chair,” Where Billy and he used to sit. It’s a nice peaceful place, and there’s plenty of space, Then we’ll place a nice sign next to it.”
As they pulled off the sack, they could see on his back, His coat of light blue and red. Fanny looked all about, “Now there’s really no doubt How everything changed colour,” she said.
They buried old Rover, then the children came over, And laid lots of flowers all round. The grown ups came too, and dropped one or two. And walked off without making a sound.
Fanny and Mary, strolled back to the dairy, As the sun began to go down. “In a sad sort of way, it’s been a strange day,” Mary said to her friend with a frown.
Fanny said, “That is so, but at least now we know What happened to old Billy’s pet, But what ever folk say, I think today “Is a day we’ll all never forget.”
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Post by Lou Briccant on Sept 13, 2008 12:00:29 GMT
excellent Jack, keep them coming. Lou.
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