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Peter


We met Peter who stopped for a smoke at Peason's Lookout. He urged us to extend our tour into country seen from lookout. We decided to do it on the way back.

Musing:
What on earth do these nursery rhymes mean and why do we never forget them?
"Peter Peter pumpkin eater,
Had a wife but couldn't keep her.
He put her in a pumpkin shell,
And there he kept her very well."

Comments

  1. Wu-hoo!! Do I spy a portrait of a stranger ... excellent composition.

    Now why on earth would anyone who likes to go around the countryside be ready to light up ...

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  2. Yep a stranger -- see my note on the strangers blog. I feel sorry for smokers as I know it is addictive and am ever so glad my family upbringing ensured that I have never lit up.

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  3. Not a bad job ... can only just make it out round the mirrors.

    Yes, the painter was the first one ...

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  4. Well, my sources tell me to look at the times in which the rhymes were born. They reference political and cultural events, the meanings of which are lost to us lo these many years later. They also assist in teaching children basic counting skills, aspects of music, etc.
    I bless the day that smoking in public places was banned. I am severely allergic to it and once led a very restricted life because of it. But Peter looks interesting all the same. '~)

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