Can you hear me blogging above the noise of the wind? The New Year rode into the UK and Ireland on the wings of a storm. We get a few calm days, then another gale hits us from the North Atlantic, bringing rain, wind, floods and, today, very high tides.
Here on the drumlin we are safe from high tides, but not from high winds. This tree didn’t do any damage and will serve as firewood now.
Here is my weather report, set to the tune of “Twelve Days of Christmas”. If you don’t know the traditional words or tune, click here.
“On the 12th Day on the drumlin, I woke up to the sound…of…
…12 gales a-blowing,
11 branches snapping,
10 roof-tiles rattling,
9 waves a-surging,
8 hours of rainfall,
7 swans a-swimming,
6 geese beside them,
In a Field that’s Now a Lake;
4 bedraggled cows,
3 wet sheep,
2 muddy dogs,
And a road blocked by fallen pear trees.”
This is my second attempt at adapting “The Twelve Days of Christmas” after a verse about India written in December 2012.
Here is last year’s song, with some links to photos of the stars of the song. It helps to know that a silly, unfounded rumour had recently spread around my gated community of Palm Meadows, claiming that a leopard had been spotted inside the compound. The other thing that might trip you up is the Innova – it is a Toyota car, strangely popular with expat families in Bangalore.
Before I move on completely from India, I would like to find a winner for my photo poll. Which of the pictures in my post of 9th December 2013 is your favourite? As of today (3 January 2014) 31 people have voted, and three photos are tied for first place – the tumbling flowers, the smiling girl and the dog on the bus. We need someone to vote for a winner!
Enjoyed both of your Twelve Days renditions, and I vote for Dog on the Bus (we don’t see that here)
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