LIMERICKS (April 2025 contd August 2026)

My mother was Cornish all through
She assumed that everyone knew
She loved climbing hills
Just one of her skills
And she'd made a pasty or two

My Grandad's from London's East End

My mother was Cornish all through
She assumed that everyone knew
She loved climbing hills
Just one of her skills

My mother was Cornish all through
She assumed that everyone knew
She loved climbing hills

My mother was Cornish all through
She assumed that eveveryone knew

Great uncle Rhys came from Wales
Which is known for its singing males
Welsh male voice choirs
While away the hours
And their joyfulness never fails.

My mother was Cornish all through

Great uncle Rhys came from Wales
Which is known for its singing males
Welsh male voice choirs
While away the hours

Great uncle Rhys came from Wales
Which is known for its singing males
Welsh Male Voice Choirs

Great uncle Rhys came from Wales
Which is known for its singing males

My grandfather was a proud Scot
For others he gave not a jot
A Celt through and through
With a ach aye tha noo
He loved his haggis hot pot.

Great Uncle Rhys came from Wales

My grandfather was a proud Scot
For others he gave not a jot
A Celt through and through
With a ach aye tha noo

My grandfather was a proud Scot
For others he gave not a jot
A Celt through and through

My grandfather was a proud Scot
For others he gave not a jot

This grandmother kept the odd pig
And swore that it could dance a jig
And just for a craic
We kept coming back
Just to see the pig smoke a cig

My grandfather was a proud Scot

This grandmother kept the odd pig
And swore that it could dance a jig
And just for the craic
We kept coming back

This grandmother kept the odd pig
And swore that it could dance a jig
And just for the craic

This grandmother kept the odd pig
And swore that it could dance a jig

My grandmother was Irish born
Her stories and jokes were well worn
She cooked Irish stew
Danced a jig or two
And made us strong tea every morn.

This grandmother kept the odd pig

My grandmother was Irish born
Her stories and jokes were well-worn
She cooked Irish stew
Danced a jig or two

My grandmother was Irish born
Her stories and jokes were well-worn
She cooked Irish Stew

My grandmother was Irish born
Her stories and jokes were well-worn

A baker from down Dorset way
Came to visit me for the day
He brought Dorset pies
Enormous in size
My size now I’m frightened to weigh!

My grandmother was Irish born

A baker from down Dorset way
Came to visit me for the day
He brought Dorset pies
Enormous in size

A baker from down Dorset way
Came to visit me for the day
He brought Dorset pies

A baker from down Dorset way
Came to visit me for the day

The new moon shone over the bay
As the stars came out to play
What a beautiful night!
Such a magical sight,
I knew I just had to stay.

A baker from down Dorset way