I sometimes sing nursery rhymes while I change a nappy, but Jon goes to town and sings a seemingly endless repertoire of hits from the seventies, including, amongst others, 'Lily the Pink' and 'The Court of King Caractacus' (think Rolf).
This morning we had another blast from the past with 'Remember You're a Womble'.
(If Nathaniel thinks he's safe from me, as far as that decade's concerned, he hasn't seen the fabric I've been eyeing for his next pair of summer trousers - watch this space! Sorry N.)
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