Posted: 18/05/2016 at 16:20
Lantana, no trouble with this then.
Aa went to Blaydon Races, 'twas on the ninth of Joon,
Eiteen hundred an' sixty-two, on a summer's efternoon;
Aa tyuk the 'bus frae Balmbra's, an' she wis heavy laden,
Away we went 'lang Collin'wood Street, that's on the road to Blaydon.
Ah me lads, ye shudda seen us gannin',
We pass'd the foaks alang the road just as they wor stannin';
Thor wis lots o' lads an' lassies there, aal wi' smiling faces,
Gannin' alang the Scotswood Road, to see the Blaydon Races.
We belonged to an advanced Armoured group alongside the German Armour with mobile Workshops so intermixed I was always taken by surprise when Rank and File German troops saluted me being a WO, our lot just called us names. At night beer would appear and a singing session commence, the lads always called me Geordie not knowing where Teesside was and the request would come Blaydon Races Geordie and after a few beers how could you refuse I often gave Geordie Ridley a blessing (not) for writing it, they always knew if I left a verse out.
Fun times though had the public known how close it came at times they may well have worried more.