Guardians of The Lambsfoot!

Here's something original:

Oi' on'st 'ad dese three pads o' lamb, but now thar' grazin' outta' Sheffield.
(I once had these three lambfoots, but now they're in someone else's home)
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Very good Joshua, a shame about your lost Lambs :thumbsup:

Unique idea for a GAW, Jack. Count me in, I’ll give it a go! (I hope it’s ok if I try my hand at a few.)

‘E’s a bap short of a butty. (He’s not the smartest individual.)

Tha’s wobblin’ worse’n a Reliant Robin gu’n ‘round a cobbleston’ roun’about. (I believe you’ve had one pint too many, good sir.)

‘E kin mek a pint glass frim a pork pie. (He’s a fairly resourceful fellow, particularly when it comes to drink.)

Excellent Barrett, those could be the real thing! :D :thumbsup:

It's fig season again. My tree is loaded.
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Great way to start the day :) Good to see you here sir :) :thumbsup:

Alright, all.

Please consider this my official entry into Jack's very fine giveaway. I make no claim to having a working knowledge of Yorkshire nor do I consider myself any great poet.

However, I did take a crack at some originality - I'll let Jack judge the quality :eek:.

Eur jar o' bea, eur dram o' whiskey
Wi' neya friends, t' devil tek ye

Eur mug o' start, eur pull o' scotch
Wi' neya blade, theur soz sot

Eur spot o' ale, t' yanks own 'shine
Are betta wi' blades 'n friends o' thine

(Translation)
A pint of beer, a dram of whiskey
With no friends, the devil take ye

A mug of stout, a pull of scotch
With no blade, you sorry sot

A spot of ale, the Yanks own 'shine
Are better with blades and friends of thine


And to possibly make up for my terrible attempt, I'll add this pic...

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Superb effort Dylan, well done :) That#s a great photo too my froiend :) :thumbsup:
 
A modern Robert Burns! (Aye, a ken 'e was a Scot, but a dinna ken nae Yorkshire poets!)

I think Rab might have been a BIT Yorkshire :rolleyes: :D ;) :thumbsup:

The Yorkshire saying competition. " Aye, buut that's noo how ya make porridge." What are YOU doing?

:D :thumbsup:

Nah then lad.Im in if so permitted.
"Appy as a fat lass whats joost innerritted chip shop!" (Very happy)
"Gerron wi it lad! Thaz like a yard o poomp watter!" (Hurry up)
"Slower than a moonth on strike!" (Not very quick)
"Yerve got nowt between yer ears but pocklin a pucklin yer great slab o lard!"
(Pardon me but I think you are mistaken!)
" wickkitin wokkit wakkit ,blibble dibble klibble daggle....eee biggaby plassiforth an all!"
(General unintelligible pointless smalltalk probably about Cricket)
"Couldnt 'it side o bus wi a chip butty!"
( Hopeless)
Cheers(Cheers)

Totally authentic Meako! :D You've also got 3 bonus entries from the other giveaway, thanks to @btb01 , @redsparrow , and @waynorth , who each also get a bonus entry :thumbsup:

Had to take a day off from the porch yesterday. Hopefully it will be a good Sunday today. All the best to all you Guardians:)
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Nice clean photo Bill, is that a new keyboard? :thumbsup:

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Last week in July-hmm.
I still have glass shelves in a south window.


Good Morning Guardians
My Recycled Sunday Lambsfoot Picture

That pic is well worth reusing John :) :thumbsup:

OK - here is a French Canadian/Mainah talkin' Yorkshire ~

‘e is sa chuffed wi’ imself ‘e is luggin an extreur noggin fert leftovers
That is to say - he is so full of himself he needs to carry an extra head for the leftovers.

My apologies to the true Yorkshire men in our midst. ;)

Count me in - with gratitude - Jack :thumbsup:

Well done Ray! :D :) :thumbsup:

"Lil-un" with Pere David Stag this A.M.

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Looking good Ed :) :thumbsup:

Sunday morning sausage butty.
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Smashing David :) :thumbsup:

Hope you Guardians are doing well! :D

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Beautiful Big 'Un Ron :) :thumbsup:

I'm unquestionably probably too late, but my guess is Cawl. :)

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If I'm correct, I didn't peek to see what you had. :)

:confused:

Eleanor and I put these windup puzzles together recently (I’ll let you guess how much of the work she did :rolleyes:). They were included in a package that Jack Black Jack Black sent back around Christmas.

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The Rosewood Lambsfoot was a gift from Jack as well. :thumbsup:

Cool pic Barrett :) Hope you get another package from me this week :thumbsup:

Gotcha, handy little tool to have. Where did you get it, i have never seen one of them before.

I have one on my desk, have to take a pic later :thumbsup:

Good Morning Guardians, I hope that everyone had a very pleasant Sunday. I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to post after my hike, but I was in bed by 9.30pm! :rolleyes: I still need to edit most of my pics, and I have a bunch of work to do this morning, but hopefully I can post a full report later :) Hope everyone's week gets off to a good start, have a good one Guardians :) :thumbsup:

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Sunday's local weather forecast was for day-long sunshine (as one might expect at the end of July), but I woke up to rain, and while it cleared up shortly before I set out, it was raining heavily by the time I reached my starting point at the Harewood Arms. I had planned a 7 mile hike over very open country, but since the weather forecasters had clearly got it wrong (again), I decided to go for a walk in nearby woodland, in the hope that the sun would come out. Here's the rain-soaked Yorkshire flag outside the pub :rolleyes:

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Until a few years ago, like most of the Harewood Estate, there was no public access to Harewood Castle. The expenditure of public money on the place may have changed that, and while access is still very limited, and the castle is in ruins, it is still worth a visit. The only access to the walled area surrounding it is down an ancient ginnel, hidden behind one of the estate's numerous properties - Cutler's Cottage - which was supposedly built with stone pinched from the old castle.

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The descent is slippery underfoot and quite steep, but it winds its way down into the woodland surrounding the castle, and while it was still raining, it was largely dry underneath the trees.

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Through the trees, and in spite of the rain, it was possible to see as far as Almscliffe Crag, which dominates the skyline in this area of gentle hills, close to the West Yorkshiire/North Yorkshire border. It was once a popular 'forcing ground' for rock-climbers, but is less popular now there are dry 'crags' made of fibreglass, concrete, and plastic o_O

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The ancient castle began to come into view through the trees.

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The mucky ditch surrounding the castle, and providing an additional access barrier, is not the remains of the old moat, but rather one of the many irritatingly-named 'ha-ha's, with which the Harewood Estate is riven. The name is said to have come from the exclamation of surprise when visitors of the landed gentry came across them (they'd be called something different if they'd been named after my exclamation when I come across them) :rolleyes:

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Crossing the ditch, the castle ruins rise up in front of you.

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Walking momentarily away from the castle, I found the nearby woodland quite interesting.

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After exploring the woods for a while, I made my way up the slope back towards the castle.

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I descended back down through the woods, re-crossed the ditch, and re-traced my steps

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By the time I had climbed back up the sloping walled path leading to Cutler's Cottage, the rain had almost stopped, and I walked further into the estate, deciding to detour to 15th century Harewood Church.

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As I had half-expected, unlike on my previous visit, the church itself was closed, but I sat down for a rest among the peace and quiet of the old graveyard. Walking back down the lane to the busy main path, I crossed over, and diverted down the quiet slope on the other side. The rain had now stopped completely, and it had brightened up considerably. Almscliff came into view once more, and I could see further up the Wharfe Valley (Lower Wharfedale), which takes its name from one of Yorkshire's innumerable rivers.

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I regularly see deer grazing in this area, and as I descended the slope, passing out of the woodland, I was not disappointed.

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Inevitably, I was not going to remain undetected for too long, and I noticed that some of the deer began to look up from their grazing, and become more alert, while others continued to graze.

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The main part of the large herd began to move off to the right of me, while a smaller group to the left appeared unconcerned for the moment.

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As I continued to descend the slope, the group to the left of me eventually cottoned-on, and some of them went to join the main herd at the edge of the field to my right, while others moved further around the old mill-pond they were grazing behind.

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These three were quite funny, standing in front of me, seeming to chew over their options for a couple of minutes before bolting off to join the main herd :rolleyes:

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I was so busy watching the deer that I nearly missed this heron :)

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As the smaller group of deer began to retreat, he left his fishing spot to see what all the fuss was about :D

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Eventually the deer ran across the field to join the others in the distance.

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The heron returned to his spot next to the old mill pond.

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Looking back up the slope behind me there were no other hikers in sight, but unfortunately at this point I had to cross a busy road.

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