That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for September 26, 2024

The only time it is appropriate to play the bagpipes is during a military retreat, at a funeral or when the in-laws have overstayed their welcome.

/// Famous names from throughout the U.K.

were invited to dinner this day.

Some were mean, rude, and wild;

by the servants reviled.

And yet no one the piper would pay.

My original comment: “I’m sorry but if I had any aspirins I’d be scarfing them down myself right now.”

It’s a good thing she was able to get a bagpiper at the last minute. He overheard her telling her husband that they were having the old bag over for dinner.

I take back calling you an old wind bag, you’ve met your match.

Appropriate that the bagpipe Laddy should play at Haddo House, while the Lassie’s Daddy feasts on Finnan Haddie

The Porter, Cole, brings his dinner plate…

“…To dine on some fine fin and haddie

My baby’s sure, his love is secure

Cause My Heart Belongs to Daddy …”

Why do you often see bag pipe players walking while playing? They’re trying to get away from the noise.

what’s the thing that goes OOM-PAH-PAH, OOM-PAH-PAH?!

The latest diet fad, curb your appetite by accompanying your meal with bagpipe polkas

Their version of dinner jazz?

To her host she addressed her appeal:/

“Your Lordship, I honestly feel/

That the best way to ruin a meal/

Is the bagpipes’ unbearable squeal !”///

His Lordship sedately replied/

“Believe me, my dear- we tried/

But the choice was a banjo/

(Which I just cannot stand), so/

The piper we’re forced to abide.”

Her Ladyship often grows hyper/

When his Lordship summons the piper,

For she knows he’ll be drinking/

Until he is stinking-/

And she’s the one changes his diaper..

He just drones on and on…

Where’s Solstice? I miss him.

I love bagpipes…especially in a parade. I tear up…really. Have always been partial to pipers too.

When the bagpipes begin to drone /

clever diners have often been known/

To suddenly sicken/

As the taste of the chicken/

Sends them home- to dine quietly alone..

Lady Fanny Plushbottom pictured playing footsie with Lord Wilton Olderdick, while the piper plays a medley of Rod Stuart’s greatest hits.

“He claims that’s his sporran hanging down, but keep him away from your soup…”

I found a photo (don’t remember on what website) that included the names of the guests at this dinner party. Some of the surnames were the same as relatives in my (alleged) family tree. Of course, all my Scottish relatives ended up in Canada.

Dinner at Haddo House, 1884 : 

Paste (including the quote marks) 

"Category:Bagpipers in paintings" Wikimedia 

(syntax supported by the Google, Bing, Yahoo, and DuckDuckGo search engines) in the browser address bar (or search for it using one of those search engines) and choose the first Category: found, and once there find the text string Haddo, and click its link for info and links that point to more info about this roughly jumbo envelope size painting. 

Again, a larger strip image is also shown by merely clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s THROWBACK THURSDAY: MASTERPIECE #2367 (1/22/20) (September 25, 2024) blog entry, accessible by the Check out the blog! box after the last comment. I have added a comment there pointing to the info about this artist I used to point to here. So far, only work by him used here (2 times total, including this Throwback Thursday repeat), the January 22, 2020, strip being its first use.

Why yes, they are commando under there. Would you like me to prove it to you?

As a member in good standing of the British Columbia Piper’s Association I must take offense.

sorry dear, its the roast beef or me.

Some comments from the 01/22/2020 post (page 1 of 2):

Strob: “Yes, the elephant trd is a lovely choice for a centerpiece (compared to the music, anyway).”

Papared25: “I swear that wasn’t me. T’was the piper!”

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DATo: We have him play at dinner to frighten the vermin from the room.

Carolyn Saunders: unfortunately the guests won’t go

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gopher gofer: The vuvuzela combo was booked so they had to settle for the bagpiper …

Say What Now‽: museumofanimatedpaintings . org / ? id=47 (remove spaces)

MS72: “Who made this seating chart? Boy, girl, boy, girl …, why can’t 2 girls get together and, …, well, …, you know.”

rmremail: Madam Humphrey turned to SIr Johnson “I see you decided to forgo the traditional violinist and go for something more avant garde. You always were a rebel.”

Egrayjames: “Yes Dear, it’s called Haggis, but there is no way to tell if it’s gone bad … it always taste like this!”

rugeirn: Don’t you just love how every woman in the picture is gazing adoringly at some man while every man in the picture is pontificating grandly to some woman? I just love the rich fantasy of the artistic imagination.epaphus8: “Ask Uncle Morris to tell you the story. Last year, during bagpiper season, he went hunting and bagged that fine specimen. Of course we had it stuffed and mounted; we do that with all of Uncle’s trophies.”

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Linguist: “I’m terribly sorry about this Lord Hardbottom, but the cellist couldn’t come, we can’t find the fiddler, and the harpist has herpes. This was the best we could do on such short notice.”

P51Strega: The Cellist is too drunk to play and the other two weren’t there. So, as he plays “Ode to Joy” you’re telling me it’s the bottom of the ninth, two outs and the bassist is loaded?

Some comments from the 01/22/2020 post (page 2 of 2):

gcarlson: A C, an E-flat, and a G walk into a bar. The bartender says “We don’t serve minors here!”, so the E-flat leaves and the C and G have an open fifth between them.

Another Take: Don’t you just love these new “Family Style” restaurants? HEY! PASS THE CHICKEN DOWN THIS END!!

WCraft: Well, when you serve Haggis and Ginger Beer you might as well hang out a sign: Bagpipers welcome!

MissScarlet: The family of Haddo house was happy to have found a way to enforce the “no politics during dinner” rule.

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jel354: The Pied Piper refusing to leave the dining hall until he got paid.

rmremail: The Pied Piper refused to leave – until they brought in the bagpiper. Then he ran away screaming.

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PoodleGroomer: There’s always a nest of 10-12 more you have to find to get rid of them.

For Praise of Folly: “Hey ! That’s not Schwanda, der Dudelsackpfeiffer”!