On the Eighth Day of Christmas …

On the eighth day of Christmas my true love sent to me –

Eight maids a-milking …

I’m so sorry. Those milkmaids must have stayed up to see the New Year in. I’m sure they’ll be along in a minute The cows are here, and I’ll make sure those young women get a-milking the second they appear. Meanwhile … Happy New Year!

Author: margaret21

I'm retired and living in North Yorkshire, where I walk as often as I can, write, volunteer, and travel as often as I can.

49 thoughts on “On the Eighth Day of Christmas …”

  6. I was ready this time… fully expected 6 cows after the header. But wasn’t prepared for the lack of milkmaids. What a flighty lot they are! Happy New Year, Margaret. And thank you for all the smiles, vicarious travels, stunning photos and tempting book titles you’ve presented to us over the year. Here’s to many more in 2023!

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    1. And thank you, Sandra, Remember, without you I wouldn’t have started doing any book blogging. I’m hoping that 2023 might be the year we could plan to meet on one of your escapades north?

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      1. I hope so too. I think we are nearing the end of what has been a long chapter in family life. The next chapter will be different in many ways. One of which will be that I shall have more time and less constraints. Raising a cup (of coffee, much too early for anything stronger) to the prospect of that meeting! ☕️

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      2. Less constraints? You’ve be surprised at how when one obligation ceases, another pops up tao take its place. Though often in a good way. However, I too have raised my coffee cup in anticipation!

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  9. Very good! Though the second lot of cows look a bit aggressive to me – I’m a bit nervous of cows! I have a photograph very similar to yours of the two curious cows looking over the wall, though just one cow. That was taken in Yorkshire so maybe they are relatives.

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    1. Very likely. It’s a common sight. And I am extremely wary of cows. There have been two cow-related deaths in Yorkshire in the last couple of years.

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  11. Now cows I could have done! Milkmaids less evident. I have a feeling they went extinct many years ago. Happy New Year Margaret, I have thoroughly enjoyed following you through your travels, books and wonderful wit and look forward to more of all the above this year.
    Jude xx

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    1. Ah Jude – this is a mutual admiration society then. I so enjoy your posts especially when you’re travelling – even if only a few miles down the road, and you’ve encouraged me to be a lot more thoughtful with my camera. Happy blogging in 2023! xx

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      1. Sorting the niggles with the house and revamping the garden out are my main tasks this year, but I hope to get a long awaited holiday in Yorkshire fitted in somewhere.

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  12. I am afraid milking maids, or a single person doing the milking by hand, are a thing of the past. But those cows are going to need to be milked. Interesting fact – each dairy breed’s milk has different levels of butter fat. Love your twelve days of Christmas. Happy New Year! may 2023 be year full of wonder and curiosity. Peace.

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    1. Now those ARE interesting facts. You’re right though. Milkmaids are almost certainly quite extinct. I thought maybe the Amish still did it, but even they stopped in 1992 apparently. And a happy and curiosity-laden year for you and your family in 2023, Clay.

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