Vikings ruleth t'world

Vikings ruleth northern Europe from 700 AD to 1100 AD. Some sayeth they still do.

We were restricteth not to northern Europe and our acts of
piracy extendeth as far as yon America home of Great Ejit Bush, beloved of Saint Tony. We discovereth yon America, which perchance wast our bigest mistake.

Our large families ledeth to population boom that causethed us to
move out from yon Scandinavian area. There art strong ties
betwixt familes and an argument betweeneth members of different families turneth oftentude into bloody feuds.

Seeth thou what brave and bounteous results that stemmeth from yon genes of past Vikings.



To be continueth ...

Big Girl's Blouse

These are Big Girl's Blouse yon ignorant folks from Rob Hopcott.



Yon wimin playeth with affections of men but this one:



is the most famous Viking blouse ever. He is highly respected, loved and nay worshiped by Viking Warriors throughout Australia. Some sayest he is begat from Aborigine background but in Scandanavia we knowest that he begatteth from Chipping Sodbury. Anyone who messeth with this Viking, wilst have yours truly rammeth poleaxe through liver.

Ancestors

This is my grandmother, the famous Valkyrie Joan.



And this is my Aunty Wendy.



This is my Aunty Mary.



And this is my Cousin Tracey.



This is Uncle Bob.




This is Great Uncle Richard.



And this is his funeral. He was slaughtered for tax evasion.



This is my mother and father-in-law.

Valhalla

For yon wee Magdalene.


Ready for Valhalla.



The Heroe's Quest"
by Ron McVan

I draw my strength from an ageless spring
Through blood and long tradition -
On mountains high in azure sky
My Gods direct my mission.

I heed the words of Wotan well
As he leads me on my task,
And a thousand voices from an age unknown
Ring down from a mystic past.

And I long to reach Valhalla,
And I yearn for the days of glory,
And I clutch that life of greatness -
As in legend, fame and story.

There's a swelling in my spirit -
There's a time for do or die;
I'll know it when I hear it -
It's as clear as Wotan's eye.

Life is just a schoolroom
Until our final day;
And who are we to question
The Laws of Nature's Way?

To thyself be true, and Family, too,
For my race I pledge my all;
And when life's toil has run me hard
I'll still be standing tall.

It's the mystery of the blood, they say,
The spirit of our kind -
That binds us in this mortal clay
And charts the course through time.

Many fight for freedom,
Though never are they free;
But I fight to make my people proud -
The best that I can be.
A striving to the higher self -
The best that I can be.

And I long to reach Valhalla,
And I yearn for the days of glory,
And I clitch that life of greatness -
As in legend, fame and story.

Warnings

Look ye to the warnings lest ye regret.



Know ye what will happen.



Punishment!



Pillaging forsooth.






Ye have been warned.