Monday, December 15, 2008

’Old Onto Your ’Ats, Blokes

Mr. Yorkshire Pudding of Pudding Towers, Sheffield, Yorkshire, England -- I have yet to learn his real moniker -- has finally lost his mind and created a brand new reason to get up every morning, the Laughing Horse Awards. For 2008, the inaugural year of the awards, he has named 17 recipients in 13 categories.

Oddly, yours truly has been selected, along with two other American bloggers, to share the 2008 Laughing Horse American Blog Award from Mr. Pudding. You can see a list of all the categories and all the recipients at, his blog. [WARNING! WARNING! If you visit YP’s blog, the post entitled “Awards” is rated G, but the post entitled “Hangover” is rated R. Both posts are adorned with a picture of the Laughing Horse. Don’t say you weren’t warned. --RWP]

Here is the acceptance speech I left on his “Awards” post:

“It is a pleasure and an honour [note British spelling. --RWP] to stand here in Pudding Towers tonight, even though it is alarmingly close to the Blackburn Meadows Sewage Treatment Plant.

I accept this awesome, though shared, Laughing Horse American Blog award in the name of all bloggers everywhere who toil daily over their hot keyboards without hope of achieving anything other than emptying their brains of all the accumulated debris and making the ugly voices in their heads go away. Thanks to Mr. Yorkshire Pudding himself, my brain will now be filled for some time with this image of a laughing horse.

I can only hope it is laughing with me and not at me.

God save the Queen, or at least Prince William.”

(end of acceptance speech)

Now that I have had a little time to reflect on things, I feel that I don’t deserve to be in the company of the other recipients. No, really. I don’t deserve to be in the company of the other recipients.


  1. least you were only caught with the fridge and a pizza. Did you down the whole thing by yourself, by the way?!

    Congrats on your award! You are deserving!

  2. Greedy American male! Wanting the award all to yourself! Like trailer trash in a Pizza Hut -"It's mine! All mine!". Be grateful for small mercies Mr Plague!

  3. "Dubious" award? Grrrrrrrrr! Bad Mr Plague!

  4. Jeannelle - I left immediately after my acceptance speech. I didn't spend the night at Pudding Towers. Must have been some other guy.

    Yorkshire Pudding - I called the award dubious because in America a "horse laugh" usually includes the idea of derision. Perhaps you don't intend it quite that way. Receiving any award is always pleasant. As to its being shared, I was merely being factual.

  5. Don't feel bad, Rhymes, he stuck me with a saveloy sausage.