Occasionally, I burst into song. I can't claim to sing hip and happening tunes, or even spiritual songs unless you count 'Hand me down my silver trumpet'. More often it'll be a song that the hubby has only heard bursting forth from my mouth. I thought I was on my own loving these random but amusing songs. Here's the problem though; I can never tell if they're amusing in their own right or because of the memories associated with them!
These songs are ones that we were taught in secondary school, so the experience was shared by hundreds of other girls for countless years. Titles such as 'When Father papered the parlour' or 'The Ship Titanic', 'The Fox', and 'The housewife's lament' are frequently sung!
The other day on facebook, I was contacted by an old friend asking the name of the songbook that we'd been forced to sing out of at school. I told her what it was and then the search began! We've managed to find a lot of these old songs on youtube and she has tracked down a copy of the book. The upshot is that, at some point in the future, at least 4 of us are planning to get together and have an evening of song and probably much laughter with these old songs.
Who'd have thought that, many years after leaving school, we'd all be brought together by these songs? Who'd have thought that we'd even remember them? Funny thing is, we were all in different years at school but the same songs have stuck in each of our memories.
There is definitely something to be said for shared experiences!
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There is nothing wrong with 'Hand me down my silver trumpet'!!
ReplyDeleteWe need to organise an evening!
hehe, have just read your blog - havent in an age. The search still continues btw. I so want that evening :)
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