tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371203489316363738.post5309374967610675998..comments2024-01-30T07:41:20.885+00:00Comments on Broken Barnet: Painting the flowers red, Part TwoMrs Angryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586223909475832791noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371203489316363738.post-25661448058286124712012-01-25T09:54:26.876+00:002012-01-25T09:54:26.876+00:00I've just realised one of the reasons I find t...I've just realised one of the reasons I find this performance amusing is that Dillie Keane, singing, looks and sounds exactly like my old art teacher, Sister Mary Imelda. Cllr McGurk would remember.Mrs Angryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00586223909475832791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371203489316363738.post-66038490979508903322012-01-24T16:47:19.251+00:002012-01-24T16:47:19.251+00:00Can you explain, Mr Mustard, under what circumstan...Can you explain, Mr Mustard, under what circumstances you came across this interesting song? <br /><br />Perhaps I should rephrase that.Mrs Angryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00586223909475832791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371203489316363738.post-47824285466966858492012-01-24T16:03:56.810+00:002012-01-24T16:03:56.810+00:00There are no rules of silence that can be applied ...There are no rules of silence that can be applied to the public gallery Mrs A so why not ask someone with an iPhone to play this and the public can have a singalong during a quiet moment?Mr Mustardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12522242686839965655noreply@blogger.com