I did, a small, leather bound one, with coloured pages. I was about ten, and all my old aunties and uncles spent boxing day writing things in.
My daughter brought me a little book today, and asked me to write something.
i could remember some of the little rhymes and wondered if anyone knew any more. Some samples to follow...
One fine night, in the middle of winter
A fire broke out in an empty house full of furniture.
The fire engine came dashing round the corner like a funeral.
A bald-headed man tripped over his beard
and scalded himself in a bucket of cold water.
He is now laying in the Birmingham Infirmary, Liverpool
bare-footed with his father's clogs on.
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