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Yesterday the expressions "Salt; vinegar; mustard. pepper" and then "one potato; two potato....", brought back memories of simpler times.

Hope some of you can relate to the above and expand on my wording. And, remembering it is a Sunday, recall other simple things which used to fill your day.

Happy days


"an atheist is someone without invisible means of support"

Skipping rhymes and this for throwng a ball against the walls lol (variations of)


When shall I marry?
This year, next year, sometime, never.
What will my husband be?
Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor, rich-man, poor-man, beggar-man, thief.
What will I be?
Lady, baby, gypsy, queen.
What shall I wear?
Silk, satin, cotton, rags (or silk, satin, velvet, lace)
How shall I get it?
Given, borrowed, bought, stolen.
How shall I get to church?
Coach, carriage, wheelbarrow, cart.
Where shall I live?
Big house, little house, pig-sty, barn.

During the divination, the girl will ask a question and then count out a series of actions or objects by reciting the rhyme. The rhyme is repeated until the last of the series of objects or actions is reached. The last recited term or word is that which will come true. Buttons on a dress, petals on a flower, bounces of a ball, number of jumps over a rope, etc., may be counted.

Good day to you Harry

A skipping song for littleuns
___________________________

Miss Polly had a dolly,
Who was sick sick sick
She called for the doctor
To be quick, quick, quick.

The doctor came
with a bag and hat,
and knocked at the door
With a rat-a-tat-tat

He looked at dolly
And shook his head
And said Miss Polly
Put the dolly to bed

He wrote on a paper
For a Pill, pill, pill,
I'll be back in the morning
with my bill, bill, bill
_____________________

Love the quote :O)

Dear Harry

Hello

Hope you are okay.

Nice to see you posting and this is a good one about nostalgia.

Let me see........!

1. Getting pocket money on Friday and looking at the single vinyl records to buy.

2. Listening to the music chart countdown on Sundays on the radio.

3. Playing marbles!

4. Watching black and white TV.

5. Simple picnics.

6. Playing rounders at the local park.

7. Colouring books and felt tip pens.

Awww, simple days.

Hope to see more of your posts.

Take gentle care
Very best wishes
xx

Not a skipping rhyme but
Ibble Obble
Black bobble
Ibble obble
OUT
Just reading that back .I hope it is not racist .I'm now wondering!
It was one like
One potato
two potato
three potato
more.

I remember Queenio, although not a solitary game.
My mother , the height of respecability, used to come out with this one - Think there is a bit missing.(reads a bit like Mau's posting) Would love to know if anyone remembers it.

Chin Chin, chinaman,
Bought a penny doll;
Washed it and dressed it,
And called it Pretty Poll.

Sent for the doctor,
But the doctor wouldn't come;
Cos he had a pimple'
On his bum, bum, bum

Most unlike my mother. Many thanks to all who have replied. Good postings in such a pleasant manner.

Happy days

Oh :O( have I missed a bit Harry? surely not lol...

Dear All

Hello

Remember this one?

One, two, three
Mother caught a flea!
She put in the stew
and we ate it up for tea!!

Apologies if folk have just finished their dinner!

Take gentle care
Very best wishes
xx

A hand clapping song:
I know there are regional variations!!!

I am a pretty little Dutch girl
As pretty as pretty can be be be
And all the boys in the neighbourhood
Go crazy over me me me
My boyfriend's name is Tony
He comes from Macaroni
With a pimple on his nose and ten fat toes
And this is what he said to me:

I L-O-V-E love you
I K-I-S-S kiss you
In the middle of the dark dark night

Another hand clapping one - apparently from the turn of the 20th century:

My Mother said that I never should
Play with the gypsies in the wood;
If I did, she would say,
Naughty girl to disobey,
Disobey, disobey.
Naughty girl to disobey.


When my girls were young, I changed the word 'gypsies' to 'strangers'.

Some more lovely replies. The missing bit Mau was in my remembrance of my mothers verse. Rita's reference to " a cold" rings a bell albeit from over 70 years ago.

Happy days

Scottish ball game 'doublers' (stoatin two balls off a wall in rotation .. while singing ...

Wan two three a leerie
Haud ma whip tae a spin ma peerie
Oh ah canny spin ma peerie
Ah wish a wis a laddie.


Or ....

Katie Beardie had a coo
It wis yellow black an blue
Open the gate an let it through
Dance Katie Beardie


Or ...

Ma maw's a millionaire
Wid ye believe it.
Blue eyes and curly hair
Sittin among the eskimos
Playin a game of dominoes
Ma maw's a millionaire !

Think I must have been a sad lonely child, never heard of any of these.
Carol

Oh ye canny shove yer granny aff a bus
Oh ye canny shove yer granny aff a bus
Oh ye canny shove yer granny
For she's yer mammy's mammy
Ye canny shove yer granny aff a bus

Ye can shove yer ither granny aff a bus
Ye can shove yer ither granny aff a bus
Ye can shove yer ither granny
Cos she yer daddy's mammy
Ye can shove yer ither granny aff a bus !

Sung to the tune of ... She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes.

Listening to Saturday night Theater through the floorboards of my bedroom when I wasnt allowed to stay up. There iss a new presenter on the Today programme who's voice immediately reminded me of 'The Man in Black'

Excellent stuff. thanks to all the contributors. Remember Valentine - the man in black - quite frightening.

Never did it myself, but people used to play with string - cat's cradle type of thing?

Happy days

Hi all. Maggie: we used to say:

i am a pretty little Dutch girl
As pretty as pretty can be
And all the boys down my street
Go crazy over me.
My boyfriend's name is Fatty
He comes from Switzerlatty
With a pimple on his nose
And turned up toes
And this is how my story goes
One day as I was walking
I heard my boyfriend talking
To a pretty little girl with a golden curl
And this is what he said
"I'll k-i-s-s kiss you,
I l-o-v-e love you"
And then I walked up slowly
And gave him a clip round the ear
And then I pulled the little girl's curl
Until she showed a tear!

This was a fantastic clapping song!

My mum used to recite this one to me ...and then to her grandchildren and now to her gt grandchilden lol

Miss Nan Knockabout
Wouldn't wash her face
And everybody said it was a real disgrace
Mud soot and marmalade smeared her cheeks and chin
And no-one would guess that she had a pretty white skin
One day a chimney sweep knocked on nancys door
Little maid you are the one I adore
Please say you'll marry me your face is just like mine
We'll be a pair of chimney sweeps wouldn't that be fine
But Miss Nan Knockabout screamed and ran away
And ordered twenty pounds of soap that very same day.


After a family meal my dear Granddad always used to say..."what shall we do with the pots"...we all shouted "throw them through the window"!


Happy days Harry (lovely to see you posting)

Linda

Thank you Linda and all other posters. Nice to record some of these before they recede into the depths of time.

best wishes to all. Happy days

Ali Bali Ali Bali Bee sittin on ma mammy's knee
greetin for a wee baw bee to buy some Cooter's
Candy.

Sorry about the spelling.

Emmax