June 05, 2005

Aren't Potatoes Brilliant?

Aren't potatoes brilliant? They really are, and you can't go wrong with potatoes. You can microwave them, boil them, bake them, fry them. In fact there isn't a lot you can't do without them. You can have them raw, with garlic, with cheese, with anything. They're fantastic! And really cheap!

In fact, potatoes are so brilliant, I wrote an ode to them. It goes like this…

_Potatoes, the fruit that's really swell
Make up chips and crisps aswell
Come in many different flavours
Potatoes really are a saviour;

When all the eggs and onion's out
There'll be a tattie lying about:

Boil it, bake it, toil to make it
Mash it to and fro
Serve it up and scoff it down
The humble potato!_

(Note the use of artistic liscence – potatoes aren't really fruit!)

And here is Fred's contribution:

_I like potatoes
The P, the O, the tate
Something something something
Potatoes are really great_

Maybe we should write a musical…


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  1. POTATOE!

    05 Jun 2005, 23:56

  2. fred Riding

    Once again the lyricist and visionary composer Edwatd Elbourne completes his latest work, an ode to a potatoe, and the critics it seem, love it. Described as the bible, only shorter, it deems destined to stand as a monument to 21st Century creatives and boredom.

    xx

    06 Jun 2005, 10:59

  3. fred Riding

    Once again the lyricist and visionary composer Edwatd Elbourne completes his latest work, an ode to a potatoe, and the critics it seem, love it. Described as the bible, only shorter, it deems destined to stand as a monument to 21st Century creatives and boredom.

    xx

    06 Jun 2005, 10:59

  4. fred Riding

    Once again the lyricist and visionary composer Edwatd Elbourne completes his latest work, an ode to a potatoe, and the critics it seem, love it. Described as the bible, only shorter, it deems destined to stand as a monument to 21st Century creatives and boredom.

    xx

    06 Jun 2005, 10:59

  5. fred Riding

    Once again the lyricist and visionary composer Edwatd Elbourne completes his latest work, an ode to a potatoe, and the critics it seem, love it. Described as the bible, only shorter, it deems destined to stand as a monument to 21st Century creatives and boredom.

    xx

    06 Jun 2005, 10:59

  6. fred Riding

    Once again the lyricist and visionary composer Edwatd Elbourne completes his latest work, an ode to a potatoe, and the critics it seem, love it. Described as the bible, only shorter, it deems destined to stand as a monument to 21st Century creatives and boredom.

    xx

    06 Jun 2005, 10:59

  7. fred Riding

    Once again the lyricist and visionary composer Edwatd Elbourne completes his latest work, an ode to a potatoe, and the critics it seem, love it. Described as the bible, only shorter, it deems destined to stand as a monument to 21st Century creatives and boredom.

    xx

    06 Jun 2005, 10:59

  8. fred Riding

    Once again the lyricist and visionary composer Edwatd Elbourne completes his latest work, an ode to a potatoe, and the critics it seem, love it. Described as the bible, only shorter, it deems destined to stand as a monument to 21st Century creatives and boredom.

    xx

    06 Jun 2005, 10:59

  9. fred Riding

    Once again the lyricist and visionary composer Edwatd Elbourne completes his latest work, an ode to a potatoe, and the critics it seem, love it. Described as the bible, only shorter, it deems destined to stand as a monument to 21st Century creatives and boredom.

    xx

    06 Jun 2005, 10:59

  10. fred Riding

    Once again the lyricist and visionary composer Edwatd Elbourne completes his latest work, an ode to a potatoe, and the critics it seem, love it. Described as the bible, only shorter, it deems destined to stand as a monument to 21st Century creatives and boredom.

    xx

    06 Jun 2005, 10:59

  11. Mathew Coleman (A.F)

    When I am hungry, and tired and soft,
    I pick a potato, from the damp of the loft.
    'Look at that!' they say, 'Ach! Throw it away!'
    To this I reply, 'I'm sorry my friend, but it really is alright,'
    This potato is only germinating, and you know I am always right.

    06 Jun 2005, 12:09

  12. Mathew Coleman (A.F)

    That last comment had several errors, that are, to say the least, quite glaring- firstly I spelt potatoe as potato. And secondly, the last rhyming couplet is just a bit shit. Am I allowed to swear? I put it down to being lovesick on a sunny afternoon.

    06 Jun 2005, 12:18

  13. Eddie

    Thanks for that Anmar, I shall also add that to "Potatoes: The Musical". Like you said, that last rhyming couplet was a bit shit – might have to change it, but I can see it as the big power-ballad finale. And thankyou Fred for the numerous comments – my blog is, like, the fourth most popular in engineering! Woo!

    06 Jun 2005, 12:25

  14. Fred Riding

    firstly, im sorry for numerous posts. Makes me look weird. Secondly, lets post loads so this blog becomes famous!

    wooooo!!

    xx

    06 Jun 2005, 20:25

  15. Mathew Coleman (A.F)

    I wholeheartedly agree with the above. Coming from a man who jumped down from a seven story balcony. And who made a young adolescent regurgitate his Godawful 'lunch' or 'victuals' by simply uttering the words 'Julian' and 'Clary'. Or it may have been me.

    06 Jun 2005, 21:04


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