Late as always, should be ashamed of myself, me being a good Scot and all.
So happy birthday to you,
squashed tomatoes and stew,
bread and butter
in the gutter,
happy birthday to you.
We used to sing that at every party I ever went to as a kid. Heaven only knows its origins !!! Then you got the birthday bumps.I wonder if kids still do that, or if it has been banned along with conker fights !!!!!!