Where'd they go?

Ring a ring o' roses,
A pocketful of posies.
ah-tishoo! ah-tishoo!
We all fall down......then vanish.

Dunno if the bubonic plague got them or not.


Well it appears that's 365 blips and a gold camera. Timely - in the last week my Grandfaithers woulda been 100 and 102. My faither's faither woulda been 100. Born in 1907 he never lived to see the Hibees lift the Scottish Cup. Neither did my old man. Neither have I. Will it be me or the wee man to see it (if at all)?

I ain't had the time for an inspired blipday effort today and it did creep up on me. I'll make 500 special. Promise.