Slim looked much like the other fellows come to watch the rodeo, dressed in newish jeans and shirt, polished boots, with a modestly-sized oval buckle on his belt and his Sunday hat atop his head. His wife, on the other hand, was all gussied up like a jibby-horse.
Prolonged debate over whether, or not, the neoterists were in truth "just verbarians" prevented participants at the neologists' society conference from truly enjoying their plenary supper. The evening ended with toasts and cheers to the New Word Order.
I'll perform, on the whistle, a selection of jigs, hornpipes, reels and slow airs tomorrow evening in a St. Paddy's variety show. Maids of Mitchelstown, Boys of the Town, Kerfunten, Cul Aodhe, and others.
Come guess me this riddle: what beats pipes and fiddle?
What's hotter than mustard and wilder than cream?
What best wets your whistle? What's clearer than crystal?
What's sweeter than honey and stronger than steam?
What will make the dumb talk? What will make the lame walk?
The elixir of life and philospher's stone.
And what helped Mr. Brunel to dig the Thames Tunnel?
Wasn't it poteen from ould Inishowen?
So stick to the cratur' the best thing in nature
For drowning your sorrows and raising your joys.
Oh lord, it's no wonder, if lightning and thunder
Was made from the plunder of poteen me boys.
Would it be possible to do some kind of dynamic linking between Doctor Jamieson and the medical dictionary you are apparently currently browsing. For instance, it would be really fun to hear Doctor Jamieson's words for pyemesis and omphalorrhea? Or ... ponders ... maybe we could just make them up ourselves.
No worries, hernesheir. I've been (guiltily) stealing every one of the Scottish bird names you've been listing. (Well, almost every one; a few are already on my "nicknames" list.) It's a delight seeing them scroll by. :-)
As for the birdwatching--I'm insanely jealous! I don't think any of the birds you mentioned have made it to my life list yet, except Canada Goose, mallard, and Red-Tail. How lucky! You must live in an avian wonderland.
I have indeed traded oranges for potatoes, and northern cardinals and bluejays for Canada geese and Gambel's quail. This a.m. I was treated to a skiff of snow. I am privileged to be able to experience the coming of Spring twice this year.