“Hooray, hooray, the first of May…

… outdoor fucking begins today.” So sang Shag Larkin, a radio engineer that I had the good fortune to know, many years ago.

I’d oft wondered where the phrase came from, and so today, I have looked it up.

It seems it’s a traditional folk song.


And in other news…

Well, it seems there isn’t any. The pic above was taken from the BBC News website this morning.  Apart from some sport, nothing has happened in the world for three days, according to their top 10 news stories, which are all dated April 28th.

In other, other news:


Well, apart from me becoming officially old today – thank you Google and Classic FM for reminding me! – not much has happened around here either, that could be considered newsworthy.

The new dog that we haven’t yet got, is already costing a small fortune and Mrs M has visited the local pet shop to get advice, so many times, she is now on first name terms with the staff there. She’s spent an abundance on food and blankets and bowls and leads and chews and just about anything else that the good people of Pets At Home felt it was worth showing her.

I’ve just shelled out several hundred pounds for a new garden fence, as the old one had holes in it that a small pup could squeeze through… and we don’t want that.

And Amelia has spent all of her pocket money on doggy treats and toys, and has chosen the name Saber (sic). Even though Mrs M and I think it sounds like a boy dog’s name – we’re getting a bitch – we seem to have gone with it and it’s now engraved on her collar.

As it’s my birthday, I believe Mrs M is taking me over to exotic Hemel Hempstead later today, for a film and dinner.

So much for outdoor sex then.

8 thoughts on ““Hooray, hooray, the first of May…”

  1. Happy Birthday young man! I can’t wait to see your pup. When will you get her? A photo here please as soon as.

    My previous hairdresser’s daughter is called Saber, so it can be a girl name! My dog is called Alexi, but I usually call out Lexi, and everyone thinks he is a girl. The main thing is to have a name that isn’t embarrassing to shout!

    Might see you in Pets at Home then……I spend a lot of time there too!

    1. I’m sure there will be the odd photo or twelve posted here in the coming months, Frances. 🙂

  2. First of all HAPPY BIRTHDAY Mr M.
    Too cold on the beach today for your first comment.
    ‘and you thought it cost a fortune to provide for 2 children.
    You wait until you all(including pooch) go away for a holiday and wonder how the hell you are going to fit everything in the car.
    Have a good day.

    1. There are several “official” markers that show you are in the “old” age bracket.
      1. Letters from SAGA suddenly start dropping through the letterbox.
      2. Your pension provider writes to tell you that it’s time to look at your retirement plan.
      3. Your bus pass arrives – quickly followed by two others.
      4. The company you work for, thank you for all your hard work and say they hope you enjoy your retirement.

      I’m currently at number 2.

  3. Happy Birthday young Masher, or Old Masher if you feel it is now warranted.

    I thought at first you might have been in the know about the start of the dogging season with your first line. I’ve just been given a somewhat ribald song to sing, (more on this in another place shortly). Those old yeoman of England certainly didn’t take much notice of censorship when it came to songs.

    Still what with that and your puppy news I feel you are going to be leaning towards a canine bent in the near future.

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