A bit of fun from our elderly relative's kitchen. I couldn't resist giving these three 'jungs' above something decent to read!
Me and the Missus are currently caring for an elderly relative in his nineties.
The older you get the more you seem to live in the past. I think it's happening to me too.
Songs from my childhood keep whispering in my lug 'ole. Some complete and some mere shadows of what they must have been.
Being a sprinkler of sand in kids' eyes to get them off to sleep, the sandman I saw reminded me of a bedtime lullaby my Mum used to sing to me sixty years ago. I can recall the wistful melody but only the first two lines.
'Go to sleep my baby. Close your pretty eyes.'
Anyone recognise it?
Another song I recall is whole and intact. A bit rank and very childish, do you remember:
'Yellow belly custard, green snot pie, all mixed up in a dead dog's eye. Slap it on a butty nice and thick. Wash it down with a cold cup of sick!'
Do you recall any childhood tunes?
How I loved these books and the How and Why Book of Prehistoric Mammals was a favourite. Just look at that cover to get a blast from the sabre-toothed past!
Did you have this book?
I had this friction plastic limo as a kid. How I loved that little plastic suitcase that slipped neatly in the boot.
Did you have one like this?
You have to love the Japanese for their sheer enthusiasm and delight in all things Sci-Fi when it comes to model vehicles. This tracked radar launcher is simply wonderful. Anyone know what it is?
Good News!
Molabs will be once more available in breakfast cereals!
