tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post6627759385507231139..comments2024-03-04T12:44:00.261+00:00Comments on Debi Alper: Dad's dittiesDebihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09600815804658702077noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-16999832386357462722007-02-05T09:40:00.000+00:002007-02-05T09:40:00.000+00:00I remember Willy was a sheepdog too! Another medle...I remember Willy was a sheepdog too! Another medley we used to sing on the bus... misspent childhood...!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06280161801824435219noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-38367357683269090152007-02-03T19:40:00.000+00:002007-02-03T19:40:00.000+00:00These are great. Thanks for the laugh!These are great. Thanks for the laugh!Mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-62037912170227073032007-02-03T14:57:00.000+00:002007-02-03T14:57:00.000+00:00My father's crude sayings would be too much to pri...My father's crude sayings would be too much to print here!<br /><br />I do remember him once taping a note up in the loo: "our aim is to keep this place clean, your aim would help!" <br /><br />There are seven boys in my family and two sisters!<br /> <br />I had to laugh when I saw this very same sign up in a pub loo in London a few years ago ... and I thought my father was being original!<br /><br />The other thing I loved when I was younger: whenever a visitor wanted to know where the toilet was, he would answer, "it's second left down the hall ...(and he would always add) ... if the light comes on when you open the door, then you know you're in the fridge".S. Kearneyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03976476273818980832noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-48287661772805761542007-02-03T14:25:00.000+00:002007-02-03T14:25:00.000+00:00Aty - that's mine! Hands off! De boidies de one ...Aty - that's mine! Hands off! De boidies de one I left on de Minx ...Debihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09600815804658702077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-8022914717526238842007-02-03T14:19:00.000+00:002007-02-03T14:19:00.000+00:00Er, well, I finally discovered the entire There wa...Er, well, I finally discovered the entire There was a young man from Nantucket limerick this week. But I don't suppose I should repeat it in polite company.<br /><br />My favourite spring rhyme was always:<br />Spring has sprung <br />And the grass is riz<br />I wonder where de boidies is.<br />De boid is on de wing!<br />But dat's absoid!<br />De wing is on de boid!<br /><br />Of course there's always Ipsy Wispy Spider climbing up a spout...<br />Or...<br />These are my two drops of rain waiting on the window pane...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04871239587214383387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-2634053095748046392007-02-03T10:39:00.000+00:002007-02-03T10:39:00.000+00:00"Diarreah, diarreah...
people thinks it's funny
bu..."Diarreah, diarreah...<br />people thinks it's funny<br />but it's rather very runny<br />diarreah, diarreah...<br />no fuss<br />no strain<br />it comes like the rain<br />diarreah, diarreah..."<br /><br />is about all i can recall of that particular one.<br /><br />talking of limericks, one i used to love as a kid was:<br /><br />"there was a young lady from gloucester,<br />whose parents thought they had lost her,<br />from the fridge came a sound,<br />and at last she was found,<br />the trouble was how to defrost her".<br /><br />and as i'm on a roll, how about the best bad joke i've heard all week:<br /><br />Q: Where does Kylie Minogue buy her kebabs?<br /><br />A: At Jason's Döner Van!<br /><br />you've been a lovely audience, take care going home and god bless...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-41003658777040287722007-02-03T10:11:00.000+00:002007-02-03T10:11:00.000+00:00Well I'm obviously from a rougher end of town that...Well I'm obviously from a rougher end of town that you lot, cos the only one I can remember is....<br /><br />There was an old lady from Ealing<br />Who had an incredible feeling<br />She lay on her back<br />and opened her (Rhymes with back but starts with cr....)<br />And pissed all over the ceiling.....<br /><br />Oh just remembered one my aunt used to sing me when I was about 5 or 6....to the tune of john browns body<br /><br />John Browns cow<br /> did a shit against the wall (repeat endlessly)<br /><br />I think she did it to annoy my mum - which worked a treat.......<br /><br /><br />Hope you're feeling better now Debi!Confucious Trevaskishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01059778147273558711noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-34191186194452315472007-02-03T08:59:00.000+00:002007-02-03T08:59:00.000+00:00actually, now I find my childhood to be sadly lack...actually, now I find my childhood to be sadly lacking. I don't know any except<br /><br />twinkle twinkle little star<br />how I wonder what you are<br />up above the world so high<br />like a diamond in the nose<br /><br />I this I heard from a younger cousin. I'm going to have a word with my parents about thisSaalehahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12607453476839291138noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-54572225301385352072007-02-02T23:40:00.000+00:002007-02-02T23:40:00.000+00:00Willy was a sheepdog
lying in the grass
Along came...Willy was a sheepdog<br />lying in the grass<br />Along came a bee<br />and stung him in the<br /><br />Ask no questions<br />tell no lies<br />I saw a policeman<br />doing up his<br /><br />Flies are a nuisance<br />bees are worse<br />And thats the end<br />of my little verseMeloney Lemonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05819260027986893095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-73761650994445985852007-02-02T22:04:00.000+00:002007-02-02T22:04:00.000+00:00Hi Debi,
I emailed you using the address on your ...Hi Debi,<br /><br />I emailed you using the address on your website (info at debialper dot co dot uk), but Yahoo is complaining it's not a valid email address...<br /><br />If you didn't receive my emails, please email me on clare at claresudbery dot co dot uk...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-4089273050102322982007-02-02T21:59:00.000+00:002007-02-02T21:59:00.000+00:00One we used to sing on the bus on the way home fro...One we used to sing on the bus on the way home from school in first year:<br /><br />What do you do, <br />when you want to go the loo,<br />in an english country garden?<br /><br />Pull down your pants<br />and fertilise the plants<br />in an english country garden<br /><br />then take a leaf<br />and wipe underneath<br />in an english country garden<br /><br />Very childish and I'm sure we drove the bus-driver up the walls with that one... Bear in mind that it used to take an hour and half to get home as well.<br /><br />God I enjoyed that!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06280161801824435219noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21629015.post-30089236023074256222007-02-02T20:01:00.000+00:002007-02-02T20:01:00.000+00:00My dad also had a list of dodgy ditties that he us...My dad also had a list of dodgy ditties that he used to roll out on occasion (usually on a long car journey).<br /><br />I remember that he also loved to corrupt nursery rhymes when we were very young - <br /><br />Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall<br />Humpty dumpty had a great fall<br />all the kings horses<br />and all the kings men<br />went to the pub and had a drink<br /><br />Little Miss Muffet<br />sat on a tuffet<br />eating her curds and whey<br />along came a spider<br />who sat down beside her<br />so she ate that as well.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03665385782194826703noreply@blogger.com