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SONG CHALLENGE WINNER!
What A Fella Will Do For A Good Irish Stew! . . . A house burglar in South London ignored a video recorder, mobile phones and other valuables – but stole a pan of Irish stew. Clare Wilson, from Mitcham, made the dish for the next day's dinner, then left it on her oven and went to bed. The next morning it had vanished, but nothing else had been taken. Ms. Wilson, a mum of four, told The Sun: "I know my cooking is good but this is ridiculous. It's unbelievable someone would just take a stew when all that stuff was lying about the place. I'm considering putting out reward posters asking people if they've seen my stew pot. I've been making stew for over 20 years in that pot, and I'm a bit annoyed. I've got several others, but it was my favourite. It's just the right size for all the family. The thief must have tasted the food first because I found dollops of it around the top of the stove." Ms. Wilson's sons, Brian, 20, and Scott, 19, swear they did not eat the stew after getting in from the pub – they had a kebab on the way home. The back door had been forced open, so Ms. Wilson reported the crime to Mitcham police. She said: "The thief should have just knocked on the door. I'd have invited them along for dinner. There would have been enough for everyone."
Stewpot by mousethief
(Tune: Stewball (as sung by Leadbelly))
Oh the TV (uh-huh)
Is a big one (un-huh)
And beneath it (un-huh)
A DVD (DVD)
But the stewpot (uh-huh)
On the rangetop (uh-huh)
Is the thing they (uh-huh)
Took from me (from me)
You can bet in my stewpot
My stew's not thin (thin, thin)
You can bet in my stewpot
My stew's not thin.
Was a Thursday (uh-huh)
In Mitcham (uh-huh)
Both my boys were (uh-huh)
At the pub (at the pub)
They were filling (uh-huh)
Up on Guinness (uh-huh)
And a couple (uh-huh)
Of kebabs (keeeee-bobs)
You can bet in my stewpot
My stew's not thin (thin, thin)
You can bet in my stewpot
My stew's not thin.
While-a they were (uh-huh)
Out drinking (uh-huh)
I was slaving (uh-huh)
At the stove (at the stove)
To create some (uh-huh)
Irish stew for (uh-huh)
The family (uh-huh)
That I love (that I love)
You can bet in my stewpot
My stew's not thin (thin, thin)
You can bet in my stewpot
My stew's not thin.
But-a it was (uh-huh)
Getting late so (uh-huh)
I set the stew to (uh-huh)
Simmer low (simmer low)
And to bed I (uh-uh)
slowly shuffle (uh-huh)
And to sleep I (uh-huh)
quickly go (quickly go)
You can bet in my stewpot
My stew's not thin (thin, thin)
You can bet in my stewpot
My stew's not thin.
But I left my (uh-huh)
Window open (uh-huh)
And th'aroma (uh-huh)
Must have gone (have gone)
Out the window (uh-huh)
To the alley (uh-huh)
And enticed a (uh-huh)
Thief to come (to come)
You can bet in my stewpot
My stew's not thin (thin, thin)
You can bet in my stewpot
My stew's not thin.
When I woke up (uh-huh)
In the morning (uh-huh)
My stewpot (uh-huh)
Was gone (was gone)
It was stolen (uh-huh)
By a criminal (uh-huh)
With a discrim- (uh-huh)
-inatin' tongue (natin' tongue)
You can bet in my stewpot
My stew's not thin (thin, thin)
You can bet in my stewpot
My stew's not thin.
There were dollops (uh-huh)
On the rangetop (uh-huh)
Where the criminal (uh-huh)
Dropped that stew (that stew)
But the stewpot (uh-huh)
My favorite stewpot (uh-huh)
Was nowhere (uh-huh)
In view (in view)
You can bet in my stewpot
My stew's not thin (thin, thin)
You can bet in my stewpot
My stew's not thin.
All you criminals (uh-huh)
In the country (uh-huh)
Please listen (uh-huh)
To me (to me)
I will feed you (uh-huh)
with my family (uh-huh)
bring my stewpot (uh-huh)
Back to me (to me)
You can bet in my stewpot
My stew's not thin (thin, thin)
You can bet in my stewpot
My stew's not thin.
Copyright 2001 Alex Riggle. All Rights Reserved.