It's more than enough to make you weep ...

[GeoffW]

I also well remember the farthing being valuable dosh ... a former British bronze coin, worth a quarter of an old penny, that ceased to be legal tender in 1961.

Worth a lot more now.
https://www.pennyfarthingdan.com.au/buy ... y-farthing

[ChrisGreaves]

Worth a lot more now.

Hmmm. What is the collector's price for a UK farthing?
I thought that I had heard a reference in "A soul cake", but I am mistaken.

A Farthing, I assume, from A Fourth Thing(part) of a penny?
Cheers, Chris

[BobH]

Now let's see if I get this right.
You can kill 2 birds with 1 stone.
1 stone = 14 pounds.
1 pound = 240 pennies.
So 1 bird can be killed with 1680 pennies.
That's my 2p...

Yes, that calculus is about right when I go dove shooting . . . $16.80 per bird.

[John Gray]

So many coins to enjoy back in 'the good old days'.

Hence the expression "coining it in"!

[John Gray]

A Farthing, I assume, from A Fourth Thing(part) of a penny?

Old English fēorthing, from fēortha ‘fourth’, perhaps on the pattern of Old Norse fjórthungr ‘quarter’.
As any fule kno...

[ChrisGreaves]

A Farthing, I assume, from A Fourth Thing(part) of a penny?

Old English fēorthing, from fēortha ‘fourth’, perhaps on the pattern of Old Norse fjórthungr ‘quarter’.
As any fule kno...

Thank you, Nigel!
Cheers, Chris

[Graeme]

The thruppenny bit was a good one too.

Graeme

[RonH]

Ah, such mysteries in life at last I've found you ...
... reminiscing

[ChrisGreaves]

Ah, such mysteries in life at last I've found you ...
... reminiscing

An oldie, but goodie
Cheers, Chris

[John Gray]

Ah, such mysteries in life at last I've found you ...

Thus the olde shaggy dog story:

A reporter for Life Magazine called Irvin Ree was posted missing in deepest Africa sometime in the early 1900s. He was a famous scholar and philanthropist, very popular and people were very concerned. A reporter for the New York Times was assigned to look for him and bring him home.

After a long sea voyage, he landed in Africa and hired guides to take him into the great unexplored vastness of the African jungle. For months they plodded on, searching village after village, checking out every little clue they could get. After six months, he came upon a very isolated village and found the missing man, greeting him with the famous words:
"Ah, sweet Mr Ree of Life - At last I've found you!"

[RonH]

Was that you, John

[ChrisGreaves]

"Ah, sweet Mr Ree of Life - At last I've found you!"[/size]

The word "presumptuous" springs to mind ...
Cheers, Chris

[John Gray]

"Ah, sweet Mr Ree of Life - at last I've found you!"

The word "presumptuous" springs to mind ...

With a bit more effort I could probably have worked into the narrative that Mr Ree from Life was aged 42, thus giving the story even more meaning!

[ChrisGreaves]

With a bit more effort I could probably have worked into the narrative that Mr Ree from Life was aged 42, thus giving the story even more meaning!

ten-four Good Buddy!
Cheers, Chris

[ChrisGreaves]

Tuba Skinny The good part starts at 2m30s.
Cheers, Chris

[BobH]

Great! I'm a Tuba Skinny devotee.

Did you notice that the pace of the feet keeping time differed? The tuba player (was it a tuba) didn't take nearly as many 'beats' with his foot as did the clarinet and trumpet player in places. Toward the end, it seemed that all the foot stomping was synchronized, including the tuba player.

[ChrisGreaves]

Did you notice that the pace of the feet keeping time differed? The tuba player (was it a tuba) didn't take nearly as many 'beats' with his foot as did the clarinet and trumpet player in places. Toward the end, it seemed that all the foot stomping was synchronized, including the tuba player.

Hi Bob.
I did notice that the rhythm of the pink-clad blonde-maned feet did vary, but I put that down to an immature brain.
It's been a long time - how old is she? I put her at toddler stage, or just graduating from. Two years old?
Her steps seemed not fully coordinated, rather like a new born lamb that can get twenty paces before crumbling up.

I felt that her brain was synchronized with the rhythm of whatever instrument was predominant at any time, be it tuba, trombone, or clarinet. Then the signals from the brain had to be sent to the muscles in the toes, feet, ankles, legs, and hips; but these muscles weren't quite in sync, so the dancing seemed wobbly at times.
Too there were pauses as we see in someone who gets out of step and knows that they are out of step, and makes a shuffle-step to get back in step (Yes, we're looking at you Mister I-can-waltz Greaves)
But she gets right back into the dance.
Her arms too were doing more than maintaining balance - they were moving in rhythm too.

The music started at 1:02. The clarinetist smiled at 2:32. Griselda appeared in luxurious stride at 2:36, so she was well into it by then. Griselda rotates, turns and turns back, moves her head, and when face-on is grinning as if Mum has offered her a slice of sponge cake when they get home. She dances off-camera when the music ends around 5;20.

Me I couldn't list more than 60 seconds at that pace!

The best visual clues come from "Grandma" standing in the doorway behind the jazz band.

Cheers, Chris