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My kids have a strange but great selection of playground rhymes so I thought I’d share a few with you. They’ve learnt some new ones since we moved, but this is a Wolverhampton one.

So here are the Queen and the Joker reciting ‘Coca cola’ (lyrics below):

Coca cola, coca cola.
Alley alley pussy cat, alley alley pussy cat.
Coca cola, coca cola.
Alley alley pussy cat, alley alley pussy cat.

The boys got the muscles, the teacher can’t count
The girls got the sexy legs, you better watch out.
The boys go X X, the girls go ‘Whooo’

PS Please excuse me going ‘Go’ at the beginning – it’s the only way I could make sure they hadn’t launched their rhyme before I started recording.

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We had a great weekend this Bank Holiday. We had tickets for Basil Brush on the Monday – the Joker’s fave, natch. Nanna and Grandpa, Granny and Auntie Icklesis and Uncle Trainspotter came and joined us, so it was a real full house.

There were more of us than this...

There were more of us than this...

This is one of the blessings of Vicarage life – you have the big house, so family gatherings can be, and therefore are, held at your house. But family gatherings happen mostly at weekends, when the Vicar is working, so there is a lot of busy-ness all round. Fun but a bit crazy.

Our busy weekend of visitors was made a little more manic by the addition of a  young mum and her baby who’d been made homeless on Sunday morning and ended up staying for a couple of nights too.

The challenge for a Vicar’s wife is to remain godly and gracious in the midst of the blessings and chaos of visitors. I’m not sure I did all that well so I’m especially greatful that my helpful visitors mucked in with cooking, clearing up and even helped to scale my Everest-like washing pile!

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Facebook Song

Colin Buchanan, our favourite kids Christian songster, has posted this happy song about Facebook.

[HT:Nicole]

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We had loads of visitors this weekend. It was great fun, though slightly bonkers. As ever, my Dad wrote some verse to commemorate the occasion. This one is about our first gas bill…

Our new Vicar’s first gas bill,

Would really take some beating.

So rather than face the bankruptcy court,

He turned off the central heating.

They shiver now at the Vicarage,

And wrap up really well.

Whenever (in winter) I visit

I long for the fires of Hell.

The poetic licence forbade mentioning our very toasty and mesmorising wood burning stoves, which stave off the longing for Hell… We hope.

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When I picked the Queen and the Joker up from school yesterday, the Queen was holding a folded blue paper towel in front of her face.

Inadequate anti-viral protection

Inadequate anti-viral protection

When I asked her what it was for she told me that it was so that she didn’t catch “the virus”. “But it can kill you Mummy,” she protested as I told her to put the paper towel away.

Her teacher had told the class about swine flu, and that they should make sure they wash their hands after they sneeze or cough.

The Queen also knew that the virus was spreading all over the world. It took most of the walk home for her to be convinced that her rather original method of protection was not going to be effective.

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