Taking the Plunge in Bath by Motorhome
Roman Bath
Thermae Bath
The hot springs produce about 500000 gallons of water a day
Near the hot spring which feeds the baths
There was a temple dedicated to the goddess Sulis Minerva
Pilgrims came here to pray when seeking cures
Before bathing in the sacred waters
BLADUD, became the ninth king of Britons in 863 B.C
He spent eleven years in Athens where he contracted leprosy
Because of his illness he was confined but he escaped
He came home to Swainswick and found work as a swineherd
In cold weather he saw his pigs wallowing in the mire
The mud was warm and the pigs were free of scurf and scabs
In the same way he also bathed in the waters and was cured
He returned to his father’s court in Athens
Succeeding to the throne on the old man’s death
He made feathered wings so that he could fly
A necromancer; he was the King who took to the sky
The Motorhomers‘ women were sitting in the local lounge-bar sipping gin and tonics awaiting their mens’ arrival;
‘Oh, here come the two eejits noo, Phemie, let’s jist listen tae their stupid patter’
‘Sure, Jessie, sure, Jessie’
The lads ordered two pints of Guinness and sat down with their spouses;
‘Francie, thae Roman soadjers had the life o’ Riley
Eatin’ a’ thae grapes an’ bein’ sponged doon wi’ wimmin’
Wi’ a’ yon hot watter playin’ aboot their privacies’
‘Aye, Josie. Josie, could yon King Bladud really fly?’
‘Aw, Francie, so it’s my ornithology ye’re wantin’ tae pluck frae noo, is it?
Aye he could, Francie, he goat a hauf a ton o’ Ostrich feathers an’ stuck them a’ thegither
He climbed up tae the tap o’ the Appollo Temple
A’ the Roman soadjers were watchin’ an’ shoutin’ “Go on big man do yer stuff”
He took aff, but he wis unlucky, Vesuvius had jist erupted
He flew straight intae a big cloud o’ ash, an’ ye know whit they say, Francie,
Ashes tae ashes, he hurtled straight intae the grun
Even you an’ I know, Francie, Ostriches cannae fly’
Sure, Josie, sure, Josie’
‘Toenails, toenails, toenails. Ye never find any Roman coins’
Perhaps you would enjoy reading the adventures of Francie and Josie.
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