Up the Kyber PassNot sure where it came from, but if she saw anyone bending over, nan would say, there they go, a**e up the Warwicks"
Sue
I remember if I was round Nan's and was eating and it went down the way she would say "Choke up chicken".
Jake Thackery is buried in the churchyard of St Mary the Virgin, Welsh Newton, Monmouth. If anyone is interested. My uncle used to see him shopping and he always waved.Hi dave I'm still catching up on a lot of threads so forgive for being a bit slow. Did jake thackery sing the song about the nun with the hairs on her hands.I heard it on that's life. I always liked that song but I don't know the name of it. Regards nijinski
We have or she has a Georges Brassens L.P.Jake Thackery is buried in the churchyard of St Mary the Virgin, Welsh Newton, Monmouth. If anyone is interested. My uncle used to see him shopping and he always waved.
I was corrected by my partner who tells me Garou Garilla, Garou Gorille was actuallly written by Georges Brassens very similar to Jake Thackery.
A quick trawl on the internet has Sally Mop Rag, Sally Walker, Sally White, Mr. Whirly and Mrs. Whirly also selling fish. One contributor suggests that the phrase could have anyone's name prefixed, so it might have been used to tease other children, particular if "don't buy it! don't buy it! it stinks when you fry it!" was sung at the end!After a phrase or conversation had ended or at the end of a song, Nan would add, always sung, "Mother Murphy sells fish, three a'pence a dish"
My mate's Dublin mum sang, Fresh Fish! at the end of a song and sometimes she would add, mimicking the lady fish sellers of her youth,, If ya don't want the fish don't maul icht! I am trying to get the right pronunciation of her....." it."A quick trawl on the internet has Sally Mop Rag, Sally Walker, Sally White, Mr. Whirly and Mrs. Whirly also selling fish. One contributor suggests that the phrase could have anyone's name prefixed, so it might have been used to tease other children, particular if "don't buy it! don't buy it! it stinks when you fry it!" was sung at the end!
I heard the Irish version of, Round and round the garden,looking for a farthing, where shall we find it,? Underneath her arm. It was your comfort fish Paula! A little boy at school had a plastic Jiff lemon on a string and pulled it along.My grandmother liked to recite the rhyme 'Adam and Eve and Pinch-Me went down to the river to bathe. Adam and Eve were drowned. Who do you think was saved?' And then she would pinch me gently. There was also 'Round and round the garden like a teddy bear. One step, two step, tickle under there!' which was a tickle under my armpit.
The strangest thing - and I'd love to know if anyone else has heard of this - occurred when I was very small and in my pushchair. She bought a fish from the fishmonger's and then she cut its head off. She then wrapped it in newspaper so that the head poked out and gave it to me, saying 'Here's a nice dolly for you!' Apparently I was delighted with it, and refused to be parted from it, so my mother was forced to take it and me together to Erdington Library.
My Nan would say "Ooh your bum Bertha!"Up the Kyber Pass