Someday I’ll sing this song, just like this:
Until then, as long as we have the meat on the shinbone of a sparrow, we’ll be fine.
Happy New Year!
sippicancottage
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Sipp… a new crop of spuds in the new year and all will be fine, well it was for generations of Irish thuds so why not now? I hope you and the family have a great forthcoming year.
Happy New Year, Thud, to you and your lovely family. Cead Mile Failte
Happy New Year to you and yours, Mr. Sippican. May 2011 be a winner!