Saturday, April 16, 2011

Service, songs and round the park.

1. She pops out of her coffee shop carrying a plate of poached eggs. A little later, a man brings the plate back empty.

2. In yoga we learnt a few action games which were supposed to amuse the babies. Alec would glare resentfully at me, go rigid and refuse to co-operate. Now they are his new favourite thing. I'd better expand my repertoire, and soon, because there's only so much Wind The Bobbin Up a person can take, and my Row Row Row Your Boat verses are becoming increasingly inappropriate.

3. Nick comes home early and there is just time to walk round the park before we start what is meant to be Alec's bedtime routine.


  1. I had similar probs with 'The Wheels on the Bus': 'The emos on the bus are very depressed, very depressed, very depressed'; 'The punks on the bus are slashing the seats, slashing the seats, slashing the seats...' - you get the idea...

  2. Am curious about your version of "Row your boat"....What exactly are you singing the the unfortunate child?!

  3. Lol at the emos. The policemen on the bus are not around, not around, not around...
    The driver on the bus won't change a tenner, won't change a tenner...

    Lynn -- Oh, nothing... It's just the crocodile and the lion made him nervous, so we have:
    Row, row row your boat gently round the bath.
    If you do a windypop, don't forget to laugh.
    ...round the kitchen sink.
    If you see some sailors there, don't forget to wink.
    ...round and round the park.
    If you're bad and pick the flowers, they'll feed you to the shark.


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