Bother, and etc, once again have to miss, so will catch up later via the recording. I never had commitments on Sundays until now; Murphy's law. Another pub engagement that might involve free Guinness, but certainly involves keen young musicians from 6 to 12. I do admire the Irish for engaging their youngsters in their indigenous music and dance. It never happens in England anymore; quite the opposite, in fact. English folk music is not promoted in schools in case it upsets the various ethnic minorities. That's fairly sad, actually.
Very sad. And English folk is still alive and evolving. We used to sing all sorts at school. English folk but not only English folk. Primary school, every Wednesday, listening in with a radio programme, singing along with gospel, or The Lambton Worm, or Sea shanties. A song about leaving Jamaica. I really looked forward to it. Still sing them about the place.
Down in the market you can hear
Ladies cry out while on their heads they bear
Ackee, rice, or fish on ice
And the rum is fine any time of year...
Oh they built the ship Titanic
To sail the ocean blue
And they swore they'd built a ship
That the water would never get through...
Put him in bed with the captains daughter
Earl-y in the morning!
Hooray and up she rises...
(Yikes)
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