Achoo & School Hymns
This morning I have mostly been sneezing and blowing my nose. Following a kettle conversation it seems this has come from the Coastal section.
Whilst over at the Getting Hitched website, Mad has raised the subject of hymns. or rather specifically 'When a Knight won his Spurs'. This I'm pretty certain appeared in my (church) Primary School's hymn book of choice, Come and Praise (BBC, blue cover). I was always a fan of No.4 - Autumn Days, which was sung quite often over the autmn term and definately at Harvest Festival. We also seemed to sing Lord of the Dance, Jesus I have Promised (the only memory other than a numb bum due to Brownie Dress & cold Cathedral Stone steps to sit on, of the 75th anniversay service for Guiding), The whole world in his hands, If I had a hammer quite lot as well. Come Secondary School (also Church aided) and Easter was the season of choice with the Headmaster with 428 (in Hymns A&M revised) - Thine be the Glory so by the time you reached Gold DofE you could sing the whole thing through without the hymnbook ... as we did whilst walking through Wales along with various other Guiding/ Scouting songs. I also remember one singing a hymn to the tune of 'the house of the Rising Sun', can't remember the hymn but I know it fitted quite well to the new tune. Personally I like the Christmas Song (No.21 in 100 hymns for Today) 'Every Star shall sing a carol' ... particularly the Milky Way line.
Hmm what else did we sing at school ....

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I found the lyrics to Autumn Days!
http://blogs.warwick.ac.uk/caseyleaver/entry/autumn_days/
The civic centre clock in Southampton plays our old school hymn.
We sang "Paint Box".
Verse 1...
Cauliflowers fluffy and cabbages green,
Strawberries sweeter than any I've seen,
Beetroot purple and onions white,
All grow steadily day and night.
Chorus:
The apples are ripe, the plumbs are red,
Broad beans are sleeping in their blankety bed.
Verse 2...
Blackberries juicy and rubarb sour,
Marrow fattening hour by hour,
Gooseberries hairy and lettuces fat,
Raddishes round and runner beans flat.
Chorus:
The apples are ripe, the plumbs are red,
Broad beans are sleeping in their blankety bed.
Verse 3...
Orangey carrots and turnips cream,
Reddening tomatoes that used to be green,
Brown potatoes in little heaps,
Down in the darkness where the celery sleeps.
Chorus:
The apples are ripe, the plumbs are red,
Broad beans are sleeping in their blankety bed.
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