“The shepard upon a hill he satt;
He had on him his tabard and his hat,
His tar-box, his pipe, and his flagat;
His name was called Joly Joly Wat,
For he was a gud herdës boy.
Ut hoy!
For in his pipe he made so much joy.
Whan Wat to Bedlem cum was,
He swet, he had gone faster than a pace;
He found Jesu in a simpell place,
Betwen an ox and an asse.
Ut hoy!
For in his pipe he made so much joy.
‘Jesu, I offer to thee here my pipe,
My skirt, my tar-box, and my scripe;
Home to my felowes now will I skipe,
And also look unto my shepe.’
Ut hoy!
For in his pipe he made so much joy.”
Unfortunately it was all in the pipers heed as ye can see…
The other shepherd is taking his flock awa toot sweet…
Joseph looks for another miracle as he has a sore heed…
The ass is attacking the poor coo…
And the innkeeper is telling the piper to feck aff…
I know just how they feel…Ut Hoy to ye all
(Apologies to the infant jesu god bless him))
Slán Go Foill
Uilliam
A Tabard (from the French tabarde) was originally a humble outer garment of tunic form, generally without sleeves, worn by peasants, monks and foot-soldiers, including Chaucer’s ploughman.
Thats me in the top one telling the piper to feck aff awa
As for the guy in the bottom one wearing the bedsheet I will leave that for the deranged amongst us to wear.
Slán Go Foill
Uilliam
After a few glasses of Christmas spirit,I’ve changed my mind and I,d like to retract the above post.Christmas is great!.
So merry Christmas to all pipers on the board and elsewhere and I hope you have a happy and peaceful new year and may your chanter always do what you want it to do.
