Hi Everyone, I hope you all had a good weekend.  We did albeit quiet.

Yesterday we went for a walk in Cardiff Bay on the Barrage, between rainstorms, the wind  with was blowing hard, so all cobwebs removed succesfully, the water in the bay had white horses, and where the sun came through the racing clouds it was catching the water and the copper roof of the Millenium Centre and glistening and sparkling.   Because of the rainwater from the hills, having swelled the two rivers that feed the bay, was gushing through the overflow (100m wideish) into the Bristol Channel with such a force it was like watching a boiling pan as it met the tide coming in, a fantastic sight to behold, and all the time seemingly impossibly the cormorants about 20 of them were gracefully diving into the depths and reappearing beak full before embarking on another dive.  An absolutely beautiful half hours walk, it did both of us good.

My husband is busy reading a book about Spike Milligan, and I glanced over and saw the poem about the Ning Nang Nong, and thought what a wonderful poem to start the week, so here we are.

As always thank you for joining me go out and enjoy today wherever in the world you are, hi to a couple of new readers, I think one of these may be my sister, Hi little sis.  Speak to you tomorrow.

Siwzy

On the Ning Nang Nong (Spike Milligan)

On the Ning Nang Nong 

Where the Cows go Bong! 

and the monkeys all say BOO! 

There's a Nong Nang Ning 

Where the trees go Ping! 

And the tea pots jibber jabber joo. 

On the Nong Ning Nang 

All the mice go Clang 

And you just can't catch 'em when they do! 

So its Ning Nang Nong 

Cows go Bong! 

Nong Nang Ning 

Trees go ping 

Nong Ning Nang 

The mice go Clang 

What a noisy place to belong 

is the Ning Nang Ning Nang Nong!!