The Twelve Days of Chisholm

In the spirit of the season and inspired by Admin’s latest review, we bring you…

The Twelve Days of Chisholm

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A tril-beee in a pear treeee…

On the first day of Christmas,
Mr. Chisholm gave to me…
A trilby in a pear tree.

On the second day of Christmas,
Mr. Chisholm gave to me…
Two dodgy warrants,
And a trilby in a pear tree.

On the third day of Christmas,
Mr. Chisholm gave to me…
Three stale choccies,
Two dodgy warrants,
And a trilby in a pear tree.

Patrick Malahide: Sgt. Chisholm in Minder

Four Welsh Druids…

On the fourth day of Christmas,
Mr. Chisholm gave to me…
Four Welsh Druids,
Three stale choccies,
Two dodgy warrants,
And a trilby in a pear tree.

On the fifth day of Christmas,
Mr. Chisholm gave to me…
Fiiiive golden kettles!
Four Welsh Druids,
Three stale choccies,
Two dodgy warrants,
And a trilby in a pear tree.

minder get daley

Six snouts a-grassing…

On the sixth day of Christmas,
Mr. Chisholm gave to me…
Six snouts a-grassing,
Fiiiiiive golden kettles!
Four Welsh Druids,
Three stale choccies,
Two dodgy warrants,
And a trilby in a pear tree.

Patrick Malahide as DS Chisholm in Minder

Seven cougars flirting…

 

 

On the seventh day of Christmas,
Mr. Chisholm gave to me…
Seven cougars flirting,
Six snouts a-grassing,
Fiiiiiive golden kettles!
Four Welsh Druids,
Three stale choccies,
Two dodgy warrants,
And a trilby in a pear tree.

Invading Terry's personal space.

Eight McCanns a-sweating…

 

 

On the eighth day of Christmas,
Mr. Chisholm gave to me…
Eight McCanns a-sweating,
Seven cougars flirting,
Six snouts a-grassing,
Fiiiiive golden kettles!
Four Welsh Druids,
Three stale choccies,
Two dodgy warrants,
And a trilby in a pear tree.

 "Oh dear, oh dear."

Nine raided lock-ups…

 

On the ninth day of Christmas,
Mr. Chisholm gave to me…
Nine raided lock-ups,
Eight McCanns a-sweating,
Seven cougars flirting,
Six snouts a-grassing,
Fiiiiive golden kettles!
Four Welsh Druids,
Three stale choccies,
Two dodgy warrants,
And a trilby in a pear tree.

Chisholm: "Arthur, the last time you made an innocent inquiry, you were still waiting for your teeth to come through... so you could start lying through them." Ooo, Cheerful Charlie's on fire! :-D

Ten Daleys fleeing…

 

On the tenth day of Christmas,
Mr. Chisholm gave to me…
Ten Daleys fleeing,
Nine raided lock-ups,
Eight McCanns a-sweating,
Seven cougars flirting,
Six snouts a-grassing,
Fiiiiiiive golden kettles!
Four Welsh Druids,
Three stale choccies,
Two dodgy warrants,
And a trilby in a pear tree.

Having a nosh back at the station. Bikkies and tea!

Eleven bikkies crunching…

On the eleventh day of Christmas,
Mr. Chisholm gave to me…
Eleven bikkies crunching,
Ten Daleys fleeing,
Nine raided lock-ups,
Eight McCanns a-sweating,
Seven cougars flirting,
Six snouts a-grassing,
Fiiiiiive golden kettles!
Four Welsh Druids,
Three stale choccies,
Two dodgy warrants,
And a trilby in a pear tree.

Epic jaw clench!!

Twelve jaws a-flexing…

On the twelfth day of Christmas,
Mr. Chisholm gave to me…
Twelve jaws a-flexing,
Eleven bikkies crunching,
Ten Daleys fleeing,
Nine raided lock-ups,
Eight McCanns a-sweating,
Seven cougars flirting,
Six snouts a-grassing,
Fiiiiiiiive golden kettles!
Four Welsh Druids,
Three stale choccies,
Two dodgy warrants,
And a trillll-beeee in a pear treeeee!  😉

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