Part 5 of 5
Tingle lingle lingle lingle ting ting Tingle lingle......went Pinky giving it 'welly' on her triangle...
--Where's every1 rushing orf 2 ? queries Moony...looking all agog, expectant or curious, maybe all three...And y r they all shouting FIRE ! (scratches butt). Cum on Pinky me friend, fink we az better go 2, we dow wont 2 b maid in2 pork scratchings. Mite b a good idea 2 get a lager 4 me & a ginger beer 4 u.
--Goody goody, squeals Pinky ceasing from belting her triangle, we can come back at 3pm...for the Music Festival :)
TIME PASSES....Moonpig and Pinky along with a steady stream of animals and farmies work their way towards the bandstand.
The orchestra pigs take their station on the bandstand...mumbles of, "who's put their pigging trotters through my Bass Drum" ? can be heard....Pinky and Moony aint gona own up no way !!!
--S'cuse me but i can blow me trumpet can i join in ? Moonpig holds up his 'Martin Committee large bore Handcraft trumpet' made in 1939, and uses a No. 3 silver plated mouthpiece from Bach made in 1926....and off he demonstrates, ....Phtut toot toot, phtut parrrp Phtut toot toot phtut, toot toot phtut Phtut parrrp !
--Good grief ! bewails Randy (Navarre his last name ? Maybe) the conductor of the band, and as he is most polite says, all the positions have been filled perhaps next time.
--What about me, i can play the triangle, oinks Pinky with a hopeful look, holding up the...triangle.
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| Randy brings the band to order. |
--Not to put to much a fine point on it but as i said to your friend, we already have a full orchestra, says Randy, but maybe next time ;)
--No worries, i'll be pitch perfect next time Randy me old mate :) grunts Moony.
Randy turns and shakes his head and a little dandruff falls out...well he aint got much hair.
The orchestra warms up...well it was still quite warm weather even after 3pm...lots of strange noise combinations emit from the various instruments. Moonpig and Pinky along with the crowd that had gathered, settled down to listen to the band play. # Da da da da lala lala lala pomperpomp pom pomper lala lala ... went the band ;) and so on and on and on you catch my drift ? Moonpig just happened to of bought some popcorn infact bucket loads of it....
--Wonder if we con get popcorn 2 land inside that tuba...oinked Moony throwing a trotter full or two...Ear, u av a go, (wrong earth word but who cares...trotters some over to
Pinky)....chuck, chuck, wheeee plop! ... Same goes for the trombone,
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| Prosperity, Moonpig and Pinky throw popcorn |
--The french horn is a bit harder to try to get the popcorn in, chuckled Pinky throwing under arm like, and up !....Wheeeee plop! Wheeeee plop!
Randy turns round mortified but still manages to hold the band together with his baton waving madly about.
--Whats he doing that for, inquires Pinky...watching Randy waving his stick about (baton really).
--He's trying 2 conjure up electricity whispers Moony, who throws in a joke for Prosperity (name of pig sitting next to them and helping himself to Moony's popcorn) Moonpig tells his joke....Did you hear about the band director who got zapped by electricity?
--Prosperity oinks, He must have been a good conductor ! (Lots of snorty giggles)
-- He he ! And did u noze that in the beginning, there waz only wind instruments in the orchestra. Then, they noticed that many of the pigs were 2 stupid 2 play wind instruments, so they gave them large boxes with wires strapped across them.
--OOOooo, exclaimed Pinky...thinking of her inflatable guitar.
--Yup, then them pigs were known az “strings” &...then they noticed that sum pigs woz 2 dumb 2 play strings, so they woz given 2 sticks & woz told 2 hit whatever they wanted..sum pigs hit each other. These pigs waz known az “percussionists”. Finally, they noticed that 1 percussionist woz so dumb, he couldn’t even do that, so they took away 1 of his sticks & told him 2 go stand in front of everybody. And that woz the birth of the 1st conductor :)
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| Throw all the popcorn !!! |
A fit of giggles & snorty oinks broke out causing a raucous which caused Randy to whirl around furiously. At this point in time it was considered fair play to throw all the popcorn at the band. All the wind instruments were throwing out accumulated popcorn in ever increasing numbers.
Not long after in the distance could be heard...me-waw me-waw (noise of police cars).
Guess who ran off ! .... END
