Now that I am completely cured of my recent prolonged and horrid malady my
brain, now relieved of the stress of infirmity, has taken a peculiar turn. I awoke this
morning with " Hey diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, the cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed to see such sport and the dish ran away with the spoon "
This little nursery rhyme has lain dormant in my mind for perhaps 78 years.
Later in the day another of these things popped up. "A froggy would awooing go"
but the rest eluded me. Has anyone ever heard this one?
"Said the monkey to the owl, what'll you have to drink ? Said the owl to the monkey, I'll have a bottle of ink.' There must be more to it than that.
Another diddle diddle one- "Diddle diddle dumpling mice and John( or my son John) went to bed with his stockings on"
Do all these early memories indicate a second childhood ? They were certainly buried deeply in my memory and I wonder why they came pouring out now.
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My Dear Rummy,
I wouldn’t for the life of me suggest advanced senility for I too – at my tender age – have a collection of nursery rhymes I recall from time to time but they’re all mildly modified and not fit to be printed in this august blog. However there are a few un-fractured ones well worth a memory – The owl and the pussycat went to sea in a beautiful pea green boat… Remember that one? Quite a fine piece or how about The time has come, the Walrus said, to talk of many things: of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--of cabbages--and kings--and why the sea is boiling hot--and whether pigs have wings. No, I pronounce you totally sane and whatever they did to whatever did you no harm at all, si no todo lo contrario!
And as to your froggy…
A frog he would a-wooing go, mm mm, mm mm,
A frog he would a-wooing go,
Whether his mother would let him or no, mm mm, mm mm.
He rode right to Miss Mousie's den, mm mm, mm mm,
He rode right to Miss Mousie's den,
Said he, "Miss Mousie are you within?" mm mm, mm mm.
Oh yes, Sir Frog, I sit and spin, mm mm, mm mm,
Oh yes, Sir Frog, I sit and spin,
So open the door and walk right in, mm mm, mm mm.
He said, "Miss Mousie I�ve come to see," mm mm, mm mm,
He said, "Miss Mousie I�ve come to see,
If you, Miss Mousie, will marry me?" mm mm, mm mm.
I don't know what to say to that, mm mm, mm mm,
I don't know what to say to that,
'Til I can see my Uncle Rat, mm mm, mm mm.
When Uncle Rat came riding home, mm mm, mm mm,
When Uncle Rat came riding home,
Said he, "Whose been here since I've been gone?" mm mm, mm mm.
A fine young gentleman has been here, mm mm, mm mm,
A fine young gentleman has been here,
Who wants to marry me, that is clear, mm mm, mm mm.
So Uncle Rat, he rode to town, mm mm, mm mm,
So Uncle Rat, he rode to town,
And bought his niece a wedding gown, mm mm, mm mm.
Where shall our wedding supper be, mm mm, mm mm,
Where shall our wedding supper be?
Down in the trunk of the hollow tree, mm mm, mm mm.
The first to come was the Bumble Bee, mm mm, mm mm,
The first to come was the Bumble Bee,
He strung his fiddle over his knee, mm mm, mm mm.
The next to come was a Crawley Bug, mm mm, mm mm,
The next to come was a Crawley bug,
He broke the bottle and smashed the jug, mm mm, mm mm.
The next to come was the Captain Flea, mm mm, mm mm,
The next to come was the Captain Flea,
He danced a jig with the Bumble Bee, mm mm, mm mm.
The Frog and Mouse, they went to France, mm mm, mm mm,
The Frog and Mouse, they went to France,
And this is the end of my romance, mm mm, mm mm.
Plenty reasonable why you couldn’t remember the rest of it – indeed there seem to be two other versions.
Abrazos,
El Ruco
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