Historical 'Event' In Bonga-Bonga.....

I was given an explanatory book and CD at christmas of some coastal Northumbrians reading poetry, even I had to refer to the dictionary all the way through

The Geordie accent can be very difficult for southerners to understand....mind you, the Scouse takes some beating!......

I love to hear the Geordie twang on the radio but Cumbrian, from where I now live, is so similar that I get mixed up. Odd because Cumbrian is more from Scandinavian roots and Geordie is from the Anglo Saxon. Big north south divide here as we are not the same people, it's more Norman French roots down there. And all in such a tiny busy body country

My sister had a penfriend from Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, she happened to be blind and had the sharpest ear for accents. When she visited us she did every town and shire in the British Isles for us, but that Geordie talk was her natural voice.
I had to go figure out what "first footing" might be and shortly came across that odd shortbread recipe. Hadn't heard of the custom before your tall tale was told so tellingly.

Hi David - shortbread feet? Oh something to do with First Footing I guess. Hanne, yes it's Geordie, sort of I was brought up in the northeast and am now in the northwest where I get the two accents mixed up so I just speak English

Which of your languages was that, Junee?? Geordie - or what's the name?? I did understand it - what a lady!!!

http://www.cakeyboi.com/2012/12/first-foot-shortie.html

Erm.....yes....I suppose so.......

I reckon her and Lizzie could have a great cook-in together and they could get the guys round to a tasting of the Tadpole

SLOG likes sausages. as well, also, too.........

'Hello there lads' said Eddie. 'Did yis have a Good New Year.' 'Aa
think so' sez I 'but Davie'll tell you better.' ' Well, sez Davie, we
started off on the wrong foot as me Ma sez we had to gan an see the old lady in
the end hoose. She was complaining nobody ever first footed hor. So Aa sez to
Geordie let's gan and get that ower with forst and then me Mam'll be
happy. So off we went and knocked on old Lizzie's door. Oh come on in
lads she sez, I have some nice sausage rolls just out of the oven. Never knew a
lad to refuse a sausage roll sez she with a funny leer in hor eye. Howivver
they were very nice and we managed a few. Noo before you go lads you must
take a little nip of my home made parsnip wine. So, trying not to look as if
we were in a hurry we said Aye that'll be nice. And it was, in a tiny
thimble size glass, it nearly knocked me socks off. That'll put hairs
where you never dreamt there could be hair,she cackled. Could you manage
another one? So Geordie and me both nodded wor heeds and settled doon for a
session with this bottle. Oh man my heed next day. We never did go out first
footing that night. I woke up this morning and found myself face to face with
Lizzie. OMG I wailed I'll never live this doon, Geordie won't be able to
wait to tell all the lads. Only then I realized he wouldn't be doing that cos
he was on the other side of her. Old Lizzie had a smile on her face that would
warm the darkest winter. When I got home me Mam said 'Did you pop into
Lizzies. I hope you were polite.' ' Aye we did' I said, but me Mam had a funny
glint in hor eye. Mam man you should be ashamed

Yes, I am aware of that incident.........here is an article from my shoebox.....I mean archives......
http://www.jigidi.com/created.php?id=DR3AHSR7

You know, we take our homeland security and national defense seriously in these United States. When my neighbors here in Alabama heard that Russia invaded Georgia some years ago, they flocked to the gun shops and bought every rifle, pistol and shotgun and all the ammunition there was. "The Russkies might have gotten into Georgia," they exclaimed, "But d*mned if they're getting one inch across the Alabama border!"

Nightie-night, lelabug. Sweet nightmares!

Mr.LeSquirt.........your imagination is only smaller than YOUR BELLY!!..........Goodnight sir!......

We of course deny ever having harmed a hair on anybody's head, here in America. Plus which furthermore, if a Bugosi ever came to America, and his head ended up on somebody's keychain, I HOPE IT WAS ON ONE OF MY ANCESTORS' KEYCHAINS!!!!! Plus plus which further furthermore, let that be a warning to ALL BUGOSIS EVERYWHERE not to come around infiltrating your filthy, conniving schemes into our shores! Yeah!

Plus which furthermore, the kaleidoscopic miasma (which lelabug claims is from tadpole secretions) seems to be coming from the two "locals" in this photograph.

The standing man is spewing a definite stream of "red stuff" from his mouth. And the squatting man has his, er, y'know, bummal portions, er backside area (sorry ladies) out of the picture to conceal the fact that he's definitely in position to be, well, to be (sorry again ladies) um, well, YOU KNOW! Which could be the real origin of the kaleidoscopic effects we have been seeing!

Eeeeeeeewwwwwwww!

I think the real question would be.....how did a Conestoga Wagon get to Conestoga.........I think you will find that we Bugosis took the first one there!.......Obviously. the people never having seen one before, claimed it as their own invention.......no doubt in the process DECAPITATING the innocent member of my illustrious family!.....(In those far off days in the far out West, the Conestogans were well-known for their penchant for shrinking heads.........which they used as keyrings)......

So we finally have an admission IN WRITING (well, typing) that Bonga-Bonga is on the Dark Continent. Lelabug has, in the past, tried to obfuscate (through obfuscation, dissemblementation, bewilderation, confoundation and nonplusal) and conceal (through...nah, that's enough) the exact location of Bonga-Bonga, or even the continental location of it.

Oh sure, there have been hints, such as the Zebra Low Jump event at the Games, but he never would admit anything concrete, or even gravel or dirt, about its location. But here we see two "bewildered locals" who look genuinely African-American to me! Er, I mean, um, just plain African. So there you are.

Howso-never, there is one little element of jarring disagreement to my theory, which is that wagon-thingy in the background. That, ladies and germs, is an authentic old-west Conestoga Wagon, also called a Prairie Schooner or covered wagon, of the type developed in America in the early 1800s, either in an area known as Conestogia, or by people called Conestogans (I don't know which) from which arises the derivation of its name origin.

How a Conestoga Wagon ever got to Africa is a puzzle! Hey! A puzzle! Here on Jigidi!

Hanne-with-pipe and precious-pebble..........Underground, there are certain 'hot-spots' where the effect can be observed for a few days, gradually getting fainter and fainter............(we turn off the lights here during this time - well, sometimes granny turns off ALL the lights).......People come out, shielding their eyes and normally say "I have seen the light!".........which is quite true........

So, is underground sort of like a "retreat"? Do people come out changed...or do they come out at all?

Does it mean, that if you go underground, you are able to see it every day, every hour, every minute?? You need no electric light down there really, if it is so!!

Yes Tatty........I don't think you can miss me.......
raincoat-infusion........Just imagine how we feel, and you may feel a little better yourself........I would also advise spinning in the OPPOSITE direction to the spin of your head, to neutralise the spin..........you're welcome........

Lela, I admit...I have taken a lot of cold medicine the last few days...and perhaps that is the issue...but these manifestations make my head spin.
:^)

Underground then....no cameras.....just follow the mouse ears for more explanations.......

Tatty-from-Brazil-nut..........If you come over quickly to Bonga-Bonga, and go underground to our tadpole breeding ponds, the effects can still be experienced there..........admission is free to followers of Bugosiland..........(no cameras allowed).......

I think I'm getting used to your puzzles, no paradoxal effects today.
Banks closed, shops close, no chain at all, what marvelous! Is there a way so that effects could remain a little longer?

A very boring........long.........way.........to go to 6,000!!!

Hee-Hee!.................229.....................

Sorta like...........red algae?!...........

As Cike Maine once said - Don't point them bleedin' arrows at me!

I imagine he was worried about his lettuce patch..........lettuce was a rare commodity in those days......

A very entertaining picture and important part of your heritage Lela. The two local warriors remind me of the movie 'Hashka Luzu' with their fine spears and shield. The gentleman farmer in his green jacket looks a little bewildered at your explanation........Or is he in awe of the psycho explosion!!!