Rusty and Chippo’s pitch report
What Light Through Yonder Window Breaks?
As is the Shakespeare way, short but sweet. The crowds gather, as the groups start to form.
Buggies on, or wetsuit on; just watch out for the jimbles. Cowards die many times before their deaths.
Now is the winter of our discontent
“Wisely and slow; they stumble that run fast.”
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so
All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts.
I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a man swear he loves me.
When great leaves fall, the winter is at hand.
Your bum is the greatest thing about you.
Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
Signing out Rusty nails and the Hammer Chippo
5 comments
Jenny
May 15, 2021 at 12:38 pm
Great blog! Thanks 🤩
Fantastic morning swim 🏊♀️ today
Elizabeth
May 15, 2021 at 2:39 pm
A try blessing to have two Rusty and Chippo blogs in a row. Whose bum is it?
Adrian Oosthuizen
May 15, 2021 at 5:52 pm
Forsooth a fantastic blogge, Rusty and Chippo. The bard would have been proud.
I can’t help feeling that a Shakespearean duck quote would have also been very fitting for today.
“Swam ashore, man, like a duck. I can swim like a duck, I’ll be sworn.”
The Tempest
Chippo
May 15, 2021 at 7:15 pm
Not sure on the bum, other than it was a limited edition budgie smuggler 🙂
Edwina harrison
May 15, 2021 at 9:43 pm
Lovely 😊