Pulling some old threads together…. Part 3 – Tiny fingers

Tiny Fingers Tiny fingers, work so nimble, Dainty stitches, you have sewn Tiny fingers, work that thimble Work those fingers to the bone Times are hard and getting harder Minding pennies, Saving po–unds Help us, help us, tiny fingers Help to keep our prices down Chorus Button up my winter jacket Laying covers on my… Read More Pulling some old threads together…. Part 3 – Tiny fingers

Pulling some old threads together…. Part 2 – Don’t Look In The Pie

Notes: For the benefit of those not from Scotland, the kind of “pie” under discussion here is a meat pie.  We recognise that other culinary traditions discuss exotica like apple pies, or key lime pies, but we regard these with the sort of benevolent amusement with which one looks upon the misguided, but well-intentioned daubings… Read More Pulling some old threads together…. Part 2 – Don’t Look In The Pie

Pulling some old threads together…. Part 1 – Come Inside

I’ve gathered together some lyrics and nonsense previously posted elsewhere, and reposting them here…  keeping it all in one place. Come Inside, You Silly Bugger, Come Inside I n Mudcat the other day someone posted a couple of verses for a song called either “The Lunatic Asylum” or “Come Inside, You Silly Bugger”.  I had… Read More Pulling some old threads together…. Part 1 – Come Inside