Birdie Wife has a husband!!

[piskieinboots]

will you be changing your first name to Mollie?

congrats

[kirsty b]

Congratulations. I remember the dress pics, can't wait to see photos.

[Flummery]

This one always makes me fill up.


MRS MALONE.
Eleanor Farjeon.


Mrs Malone live hard by a wood
All on her lonesome as nobody should.
With a crust on her plate and her pot on the coal
And none but herself to converse with poor soul.
In a shawl and a hood she got sticks out-o'door
On a bit of old sacking she slept on the floor,
And nobody, nobody asked how she fared
Or knew how she managed, for nobody cared.
Why make a pother about an old crone?
What for should they bother with Mrs Malone?

One Monday in winter with snow on the ground
So thick that a footstep fell without sound
She heard a faint frostbitten peck on the pane
And went to the window to listen again.
There sat a cock-sparrow bedraggled and weak
With a half-open eyelid and ice on his beak.
She threw up the sash and she took the bird in,
And mumbled and fumbled it under her chin.
Ye're all of a smother ye're fair overblown!
I've room for another" said Mrs Malone.

Come Tuesday while eating her dry morning slice
With the sparrow a-picking ("Aint company nice!")
She heard at her doorpost a curious scratch
And there was a cat with it's claw on the latch.
It was hungry and thirsty and thin as a lath,
It mewed and it mowed on the slippery path.
She threw the door open and warmed up some pap,
And huddled and cuddled it in her old lap.
"There, there little brother, ye poor skin and bone,
There's room for another said Mrs Malone.

Come Wednesday while all of them crouched on the mat
With a crumb for the sparrow a sip for the cat
There was a wailing and whining outside in the wood,
And there sat a vixen with six of her brood.
She was haggard and ragged and worn to a shred,
And her half dozen babies were only half fed
But Mrs Malone, crying "My aint they sweet!"
Happed them and lapped them and gave them to eat,
"You warm yourself mother, ye're cold as a stone!
There's room for another" said Mrs Malone.

Come Thursday a donkey stepped in off the road
With sores on his withers from bearing a load.
Come Friday when icicles pierced the thin air
Down from the mountainside lumbered a bear.
For each she had something, if little to give-
"Lord knows the poor critters must all of 'em live"
She gave them her sacking her hood and her shawl,
Her loaf and her teapot she gave them her all.
"What with one thing and t'other me family's grown
And there's room for another" said Mrs Malone.

Come Saturday evening when time was to sup
Mrs Malone had forgot to sit up.
The cat said meeow, and the sparrow said peep,
The vixen-she's sleeping, the bear-let her sleep.
On the back of the donkey they bore her away,
Through trees and up mountains, beyond night and day,
Till come Sunday morning they brought her in state
Through the last cloudbank as far as the Gate.
"Who is it said Peter, you have with you there?"
And donkey and sparrow, cat, vixen and bear
Exclaimed "Do you tell us up here she's unknown,
It's our mother, God bless us! It's Mrs Malone,
Whose havings were few and whose holding was small
And whose heart was so big it had room for us all"

Then Mrs Malone of a sudden awoke
She rubbed her two eyeballs and anxiously spoke.
"Where am I, to goodness, and what do I see?
My dear, let's turn back, this aint no place for me!"
But Peter said "Mother go in to the Throne.
There's room for another one, Mrs Malone.

[Flummery]

Whoops, sorry (sniff!) congratulations to you both. May you have many long and happy years together.

[MrsC]

A BIGGGGGG congrats to you both!!!!! from a newly married Mrs C! xxxxxxxxxxxxx

[scarey55]

Many congratulations to you both. Here's to a long and happy life together.

[quark1]

Lovely news - many congrats to you both - a long, happy, healthy and prosperous life together.

[Snadger]

Congratulations Birdie Wife on becoming Mrs Malone!

I also remember the dress as well!

Nice poem Flum!

[sewer rat]

Yes, it is Irish, his dad was from Dublin and married his mother who is still living on Anglesey, where he grew up. So it'll be a bit confusing for the kids, if we get round to it - English mother, Welsh father, Irish surname, home in Scotland... what would you call yourself??

I don't understand the question ? The only answer (other than confused ) is Scottish
Congratulations to you both from me and mine
xx

[Nicos]

will you be changing your first name to Mollie?

congrats

Cripes...she certainly has big knockers...bet the lads are REALLY looking forward to the wedding photos!!!!!

[nick the grief]

Yes, it is Irish, his dad was from Dublin and married his mother who is still living on Anglesey, where he grew up. So it'll be a bit confusing for the kids, if we get round to it - English mother, Welsh father, Irish surname, home in Scotland... what would you call yourself??

His Dad married his mother she wasn't called Billy Bob was she

Congratulations anyway, when are you getting him logged on here so we can tell him what your really like

[rustylady]

Yes, it is Irish, his dad was from Dublin and married his mother who is still living on Anglesey, where he grew up. So it'll be a bit confusing for the kids, if we get round to it - English mother, Welsh father, Irish surname, home in Scotland... what would you call yourself??

British?? Or Celtic, my personal preference.

[rustylady]

This one always makes me fill up.


MRS MALONE.
Eleanor Farjeon.

But Peter said "Mother go in to the Throne.
There's room for another one, Mrs Malone.

Oh Flum, you just made me cry - big tough old me!!!!! That's lovely!!

[Alice]

Congratulations to you both Katy, and every best wish for a long and happy life together.
Be sure to post the pics.

[Hazel at the Hill]

Well I think you should have made him take your surname - it's far better!

Only joking, Katy - many congrats to you both!