Author Topic: A Tanner for the Todman  (Read 341 times)


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A Tanner for the Todman
« on: October 10, 2020, 07:06:50 PM »
Saturdays in olden times were when the todman came
Pushing on his todding-cart in sunshine or in rain
"'ave thee ony tods f'cart" that was his merry cry
"'come thee, put owt tods me lads an' lasses, don't be shy"
and granny in her cardigan, father in his vest
would carry over armfuls of their tods, for they were blessed
i think oft of the todman, rapping todstick at the door,
I wonder why we never see the todman anymore?


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Re: A Tanner for the Todman
« Reply #1 on: October 10, 2020, 11:47:23 PM »
Then we tied 'em to the todding-cart
Laugh, I nearly died
Knocked 'em in the Old Todd Road!

Re: A Tanner for the Todman
« Reply #2 on: October 11, 2020, 06:28:57 PM »
As a side business, ours sells hot tod buns from the back of his cart. Delicious!