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Monday, July 30, 2007

the hammer of the gods....

So anyway. On Saturday, we went to the Test Match at Trent Bridge in our traditional fancy dress. This year, the theme was VIKINGS....



From l-r: Conan the Terrible, Thor the Great, Freygunnr the Fearsome, Odin the Magnificent, Brynhildr of Long Eaton and (crouching) Dave


Say "Grrr!"



The modern viking nowadays has less of an urgent need to go out pillaging...



"We come from the frozen North in search of fertile lands to pillage. We will perhaps wait until the tea interval"



Many thanks are due to Brynhildr for her fantastic photos, more of which can be found here. I'd've brought my own camera, but sadly I had no pockets... frankly it's no wonder the vikings were always stealing what they needed.

Quote of the day was from Chantelle, the N-Power girl who greeted me on the gate by looking me up and down and saying:

"Are you really that tall?"

No love, I'm being operated by Frank Oz. Dear oh dear.



Odin the Magnificent sups on his mead and contemplates his nomination as moment of the day on ESPNStar, the TV channel that broadcasts cricket across the subcontinent and (presumably) to millions of people.

Text A for the WG Graces.
Text B for Sylvester and Tweetie-Pie
Text C for the Vikings.

Lots of prizes!

I can only imagine we won comfortably.



It's been a fair old while since I had a fringe.

It was weird.



Because even vikings have a home to go to, you know.

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5 Comments:

  • At 12:11 am, Blogger spinsterwitch said…

    A lovely tribute to the Norse.

     
  • At 6:12 pm, Blogger Tina said…

    Ah ah ah ah!
    You patently come from the land of the ice and snow,
    from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
    The hammer of the gods
    Will drive your ships to new lands,
    To fight the horde, singing and crying:
    Valhalla, I am coming!
    On you sweep with threshing oar,
    Your only goal will be the western shore.
    Ah ah ah ah,
    You come from the land of the ice and snow,
    from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
    How soft your fields so green,
    Can whisper tales of gore,
    Of how you calmed the tides of war.
    You are the overlords.
    On you sweep with threshing oar,
    Your only goal will be the western shore.
    So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins,
    For peace and trust can win the day
    Despite of all your losing.

    Absolutely brilliant - I am reminded of my recent trip to Gothenburg - full of tall blond people, I'm sure you'd feel right at home there.

     
  • At 11:50 am, Blogger Del said…

    Fantastic. The Viking using a cash machine is a great shot!

     
  • At 2:38 pm, Blogger Graham said…

    I guess I wasn't the only one thinking of Immigrant Song then....

    Where was Erik, the best viking of them all?

     
  • At 8:46 pm, Blogger B1RDIE Num Num said…

    Go Da Indians ;-)

    Mind you, what a dismal performance all round.

    Hope Lords kicks up.

     

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