Out of the mouths of babes….

This made me think of something that happened at school when I was about seven. I come from a very strict, very Catholic home, and I went to a very strict, very Catholic convent school. My uncle (who my parents considered a Very Bad Influence) had an LP of very naught nursery rhymes. Of course I overhead them playing it and laughing so I went to school and repeated one of them in front of the whole class in the hope of raising a giggle or two (ah the heavy burden of being the class clown and always needing new material). Well, my parents were called in to see the Principal…

Jack and Jill went up the hill
to fetch a pail of water
‘Oh’ said Jill ‘I forgot my Pill’
and they came back with a daughter




Author: Janet Carr

Fashion, beauty and animal loving language consultant from South Africa living in Stockholm, Sweden.

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