YeeHaw, McTag.
Love it!
What's grazed but never sowed?
<smiles at Asherman's unexpected dreamy streak>
Letty wrote:
What's grazed but never sowed?
Knees, mine were anyway when a lad.
Hey, Irish. Had a few skinned knees myself.
Just be thankful you have never been grazed by a bullet.
Good morning all. How do you pronounce potato?
Seal, I don't think anyone says "po tah to" but my Mom really said:
"To Mah to". Soooooooo that would be tomahto ketchup.
Letty, your mum was right; that's how it's said.
McTag, I'm certain her pronunciation of things was carried over from your little island. Only my oldest sister still retains that "speak".
And--------the answer is plankton
Asherman wrote
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Ireland was the last stronghold of the Fairy Folk of Old Europe. There wild places still existed, and the rock strewn mountain sides resisted the plow. The Irish still respected the Fairy Castles and stone circles where on Mid-Summer's Eve the Fairies gathered to sing and dance the night away. The Fairies lived comfortably among the wild Irish. In exchange for a cup of milk and an occasional dram of Quesqueba, the Fairy Folk taught them how to make glorious music. The Irish were kind to the Fairies and respectful of their privacy.
In an older part of our town we had a street named Fairymount Square.
The street was demolished to make way for the new. But no-one dare touch the Fairymount and to this day it has been fenced off for fear of the fairies. It has been built around but left untouched such is the respect for the fairies. True story.
Fascinating, Smokin'. Are you also familiar with Arthur Conan Doyle's Cottingly fairies?
Hello Letty, I presume this is a book you speak of. No I'm not familiar with
them, I'm not a "reader" unfortunately. :wink:
Good morning all.
Smokin', Arthur Conan Doyle, author of the great Sherlock Holmes novels, was taken in by a hoax. The Cottingly fairies were supposedly pictures of real fairies which later turned out to be contrived by two sisters. I won't post the link, because the reading could become tedious.
Good afternoon Letty, :wink: what you mean
Quote: The Cottingly fairies were supposedly pictures of real fairies
Who left the money under your pillow when you were losing your baby teeth.
Perhaps they should pay you a visit.
Heh! Heh! The same entity who left me an Easter basket, smokin'.
Potatoes would have made colorful Easter eggs, don't you think?
They sure would Letty, but I'd be worried about the difference in taste,
"spuds" just wouldn't be the same. There is an easier to pronounce word, "spuds".
spuds and taters and beef stake tomaters.
Now there's a meal that don't require ketchup ....lol
