On Ilkla Moor Baht 'at

That's the name of a well-known Yorkshire (England) folk song sung in the local dialect. In Standard English it's On Ilkley Moor Without a Hat. 

Wikipedia:
The song tells of a lover courting the object of his affections, Mary Jane, on Ilkley Moor without a hat (baht 'at). The singer chides the lover for his lack of headwear – for in the cold winds of Ilkley Moor this will mean his death from exposure. This will in turn result in his burial, the eating of his corpse by worms, the eating of the worms by ducks and finally the eating of the ducks by the singers.


Yorkshire blipper drmackem and his wife visited us a few weeks ago on their extended holiday, and managed to safely transport these bottles, together with some delicious biscuits/cookies on their circuitous route to Bellingham.
We enjoyed their company and are very grateful for the gifts. 

This afternoon I drank the Mary Jane Pale Session Ale. It was excellent! Thanks again, drmackem!

P.S. Coincidentally, this article about Yorkshire beers appeared in the New York Times today!