As a bagpiper myself I can tell it doesnt work. What happens is all the drunks keep coming over asking to hear Danny Boy.
Interesting idea...
- Thread starter Peggie Hall HeadMistress
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<ROFL>!! I dunno why, but you've reminded me of a story I heard when I was in Edinburgh. Two competing merchants who were next door to each other but separated by an alley had been trying all kinds of ways to get passers by to come into HIS store. Competition escalated until one of 'em hired a bagpiper to stand on the sidewalk outside his store...his neighbor complained to the city council that his bagpiper was blocking traffic on the sidewalk. They agreed...the bagpiper had to go. But instead of leaving altogether, he just moved off the sidewalk barely into the alley, which the council could find no reason to disallow. The complaining merchant swore revenge....but 45 consecutive choruses of "Scotland the Brave" later he surrendered and sued for a peaceful settlement of their differences.
I doubt if it would take anywhere near that many choruses of Danny Boy on a bagpipe to empty out an anchorage!
--Peggie
I doubt if it would take anywhere near that many choruses of Danny Boy on a bagpipe to empty out an anchorage!
--Peggie
Peggie, I thought you were going to tell how each hired a piper to stand on the other's corner 
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I was told, by a Welchman, that it was the Irish who gave the Scotts the bagpipes. Yeah, that what he said. They gave the Scotts the bagpipes as a joke. The Scotts never caught on.
Or
Did
They?
Maybe their revenge is to make the rest of the World listen to them.
-Will (Dragonfly)
.I was told, by a Welchman, that it was the Irish who gave the Scotts the bagpipes. Yeah, that what he said. They gave the Scotts the bagpipes as a joke. The Scotts never caught on.
Or
Did
They?
Maybe their revenge is to make the rest of the World listen to them.
-Will (Dragonfly)
I find the use of bagpipes to keep others at bay in an anchorage quite interesting. It reminds me of a recent experience.
As a bagpiper myself, I play many gigs. Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play at a graveside service for a homeless man. He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper's cemetery in the Saskatchewan back country. As I was not familiar with the backwoods, I got lost and, being a typical man, I didn't stop for directions.
I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight. There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch. I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place. I didn't know what else to do, so I started to play. The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I've never played before for this homeless man. And as I played 'Amazing Grace,' the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, we all wept together.
When I finished I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car. Though my head hung low, my heart was full. As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, "I ain't never seen nothin' like that before and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years."
As a bagpiper myself, I play many gigs. Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play at a graveside service for a homeless man. He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper's cemetery in the Saskatchewan back country. As I was not familiar with the backwoods, I got lost and, being a typical man, I didn't stop for directions.
I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight. There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch. I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place. I didn't know what else to do, so I started to play. The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I've never played before for this homeless man. And as I played 'Amazing Grace,' the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, we all wept together.
When I finished I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car. Though my head hung low, my heart was full. As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, "I ain't never seen nothin' like that before and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years."
Ralph,
That was a great story, very touching, but I think, once again, you got lost. https://forums.sailboatowners.com/index.php?threads/funny-friday.193412/
-Will (Dragonfly)
That was a great story, very touching, but I think, once again, you got lost. https://forums.sailboatowners.com/index.php?threads/funny-friday.193412/
-Will (Dragonfly)
I think that would be said to inappropriate attire. I know I'd like to unsee it.
That's is a highly marketable service, if one could provide such a thing, I think.
-Will(Dragonfly)