Wednesday 18 June 2014

The origins of old traditions, Goat murmuring, Charles 1st and a Large Cat.




We all wonder stuff, particularly when it is very very hot again today and our minds have melted slightly and are dripping out of our ears making our thoughts mushy as well as making passers by shout Oooo look YUCK.  So I thought to myself today, well to tell the truth I thought to myself about five minutes ago because I was thinking what will I write tonight.  Yes I thought where do all these strange old traditions come from that folk do, like the old Shropshire tradition of Goat Murmuring on the first Sunday of August where folk gather in the local tavern or hotel and murmur away to entice the local goats in. 

Lets face it, it is all very well with its strange rules and instant disqualification for using trails of peanuts, crisps or beer and everyone singing long into the night as they parade the goat proudly aloft if they have succeeded in the quest, in its gilded goat throne. But it is not the sort of thing you sit about thinking I bored today lets try Goat Murmuring. It takes years for such things to take hold and become a part of the local tradition, so that folk turn up from all over the world to take part.

Some say this particular tradition is from the days of Charles 1st, when he was being hunted down by the parliamentarians and he found himself cornered in Ye Olde Pig and Trolley Inn . . . . . (full English Breakfast available all day). They say that the sharp thinking inn keeper had an old goat skin behind the counter and dressed the King up as a goat.  The Curious but slightly stupid parliamentarians questioned the inn keeper who explained he was practicing his murmuring for the annual Goat murmuring competition. The King joining in by butting the parliamentarians and becoming docile and friendly when the inn keeper started to murmur.

That’s all well and good but traditions like that just can not get going these days, lets face it the old tradition of throwing grannies off the bus is not quite the same. Particularly as it happens every Friday night rather than once a year.

Ooooooo while I was away I saw a huge cat called Ben he was really huge, but rubbish at Cat murmuring and never caught a Dolphin.              

15 comments:

  1. Was that cat in Scotland Rob? If so it should have been called Ben Nevis! hahahahahahahaha

    Also - a true Full English Breakfast should only be served until 11:30am.

    As for goat murmuring... all I can say is "mumuumumumumumumumumuumumumumum" if you know what I mean (and i think that you do!)

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    1. Ben Nevis is good Mr H strangely I never thought of that I just thought of Ben my solicitor for some reason so my mind was blurred.

      You are right about the Full English Breakfast and I have been know to miss the deadline in the past, which can be a blow to body and mind......

      And I do know what you mean, but then you are just up the road a mere whisper away from goat murmuring country. . .

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  2. If I chose to do so, I could get into the goat ranching business with my father-in-law, but then my wife would without a doubt most assuredly disown me.

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    1. I think remaining with your wife rather than running off to join the goat business is a good decision.

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  3. Holy engorged pussy, Goat Murmur Man! Is it wrong to dress up the King as a goat? Well, I suppose currently it would be, considering defilement of corpses and all, but how about the Queen Mum as a sheep? Her choice. It's a fetish. I've said too much.

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    1. The Queen Mum was very keen on horses, there is more room to move about inside a horse . Sheep can also get very hot when it is hot.

      Beware the roth of a royal or its OFF with their head and then your hat wearing days are over.

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  4. Well now!! There's a picture to start the day with lol The sun might have been melting their heads then too ...

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    1. I'm sure things like Alice in Wonderland are the result of very hot days (and possibly some drugs).

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  5. Goat murmuring was probably the only thing that you cannot do on goat simulator: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Goat_Simulator

    They should hire you as a designer.

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    1. A Goat Simulator . . . . . . are folk mad,

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    2. I agree, it would require a goat simurmurlator.

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  6. Wow, that is one big cat. Lovely fur, though :)

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    1. I was told it is a right grumpy thing . . . . I guess big cats must be grumpy in general.

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  7. I once knew a man named Charles and he looked nothing like a goat, except for the yellow goat eyes and the goatee and horns. OK, he looked almost exactly like a goat, but he hardly ever murmured, he mostly just bleated. There's distinct possibility Charles was a goat… Or a dolphin. Or a large cat.

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    1. We have a royal at present called Charles . . . . He is a bit goatish (or so I have been told by a man in Ye Olde Pig and Trolley Inn).

      Maybe its the name that does it.

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