Inspired by a recent post on someone else's blog, today I put my thinking cap on and came up with another song. I had to read back through all my blog posts for this year to find the numbers, and I changed the sequence of events round to make those numbers fit, but finally I got it - The 12 Months Of Camping, sung to the tune of Twelve Days Of Christmas.
THE 12 MONTHS OF CAMPING
In 12 months of camping, fate did give to me - an invite to meet up with friends.
In 12 months of camping, fate did give to me - a 2-night winter camp, and an invite to meet up with friends.
In 12 months of camping, fate did give to me - 3 packs of tent pegs, 2-night winter camp, and an invite to meet up with friends.
In 12 months of camping, fate did give to me - 4 tent carpets, 3 packs of tent pegs, 2-night winter camp, and an invite to meet up with friends.
In 12 months of camping, fate did give to me - 5 days in May, 4 tent carpets, 3 packs of tent pegs, 2-night winter camp, and an invite to meet up with friends.
In 12 months of camping, fate did give to me - 6 gooey cream cakes, 5 days in May, 4 tent carpets, 3 packs of tent pegs, 2-night winter camp, and an invite to meet up with friends.
In 12 months of camping, fate did give to me - 7 days in July, 6 gooey cream cakes, 5 days in May, 4 tent carpets, 3 packs of tent pegs, 2-night winter camp, and an invite to meet up with friends.
In 12 months of camping, fate did give to me - 8 days with grey sky, 7 days in July, 6 gooey cream cakes, 5 days in May, 4 tent carpets, 3 packs of tent pegs, 2-night winter camp, and an invite to meet up with friends.
In 12 months of camping, fate did give to me - 9 days in Norfolk, 8 days with grey sky, 7 days in July, 6 gooey cream cakes, 5 days in May, 4 tent carpets, 3 packs of tent pegs, 2-night winter camp, and an invite to meet up with friends.
In 12 months of camping, fate did give to me - A 10-metre cable, 9 days in Norfolk, 8 days with grey sky, 7 days in July, 6 gooey cream cakes, 5 days in May, 4 tent carpets, 3 packs of tent pegs, 2-night winter camp, and an invite to meet up with friends.
In 12 months of camping, fate did give to me - 11 days in Scotland, 10-metre cable, 9 days in Norfolk, 8 days with grey sky, 7 days in July, 6 gooey cream cakes, 5 days in May, 4 tent carpets, 3 packs of tent pegs, 2-night winter camp, and an invite to meet up with friends.
In 12 months of camping, fate did give to me - 12 days in Wales, 11 days in Scotland, 10-metre cable, 9 days in Norfolk, 8 days with grey sky, 7 days in July, 6 gooey cream cakes, 5 days in May, 4 tent carpets, 3 packs of tent pegs, 2-night winter camp, and an invite to meet up with friends.
The inspirations behind the song -
An invite to meet up with friends - came via email in January inviting me to join a small group of camping friends for a weekend in February.
A 2-night winter camp - The aforementioned February weekend, when it was bitterly cold and it snowed just after I'd put the tent up.
3 packs of tent pegs - bought to replenish my gradually dwindling supply of usable pegs while I was searching various camping stores for a new tent.
4 tent carpets - not 'proper' tent carpets but large plastic-backed picnic rugs with a blue and cream pattern and which would look great on the floor of my new tent, and would also be easier to wash than one huge 'proper' carpet.
5 days in May - The number of days I camped that month.
6 gooey cream cakes - The cream-filled Belgian buns I had in Lathams cafe at Potter Heigham while camping in Norfolk.
7 days in July - The number of days I camped that month.
8 days with grey sky - Out of a total of 47 camping days this year only 8 were really cloudy, all the rest were full of sunshine.
9 days in Norfolk - My camping holiday in September.
10-metre cable - An ehu extension cable on a reel, which I was given by the wife of another camper who sadly passed away in late September.
11 days in Scotland - My camping holiday in the Highlands in early June.
12 days in Wales - Made up from various short breaks at Anglesey and Abergele.
The idea for the song and its following explanation has been taken from here -
http://a-fly-on-our-chicken-coop-wall.blogspot.co.uk/2013/12/the-longest-most-obnoxious-christmas.html
If I hadn't read that I probably would never have thought of this, so my thanks must go to a brilliant blog writer, Christine, for giving me the inspiration in the first place.
About Me
- Tigermouse
- Hi! I'm Eunice and I live in Bolton, Lancashire, with my two dogs Sophie and Sugar and an assortment of cats - well it used to be Sophie and Sugar, now it's Sophie and Poppie. I first began camping back in 1997 when my then partner took me to Anglesey for my birthday weekend. We slept in the back of the car - a hatchback - using the cushions off the settee at home as a mattress, and cooked and brewed up on a single burner camping stove. The site was good, the views were great, the weather fantastic and I was completely hooked. Following that weekend we got a two-man tent and some proper accessories and returned to Anglesey two weeks later, then over time we progressed to a three-man tent followed by an old trailer tent, then a new trailer tent, a campervan and finally a caravan. When my partner decided that the grass was greener on the other side of the street - literally - in April 2009 and I suddenly found myself alone after fifteen years, I decided there was no way I was going to give up camping and caravanning if I could cope on my own. This blog is the story of my travels, trials and tribulations since becoming a solo camper - I hope you like it
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Nice work! Isn't it fun to go back and see all of the things you did each year? I so often forget, until I begin writing the Christmas card and go back through the calendar.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you were inspired to write your own 12 months song. You were a busy lady this year!
It took me a while to think of that lot; I really wanted to do it month by month but the numbers didn't fit the corresponding months so I had to alter the wording. And sad person that I am, the more I sing it back from no.12 the funnier it seems. Not as funny as yours though, that really is an absolute classic :-)
ReplyDeleteI'm now wondering if I can think of a song for New Year :-)