Me too, Mrs. Duck ! I used to pester my mum and dad every night for what I called "The Gleeapaway " (Hey, Hey, clear the way, here comes the galloping major!"). I was then bounced up to bed every night to the signature tune of The Archers.

My daughter's favourite was:

Here comes a lady with her little baby,
A nim, a nim, a nim

Here comes my lord with his trusty sword,
A trot, a trot, a trot

Here comes old Jack with a broken pack
A gallopy, gallopy, GALLOP !

And what about the foot-slapping songs ? (for want of a better description):

Shoe the little horse
Shoe the little mare
But let the little colts go bare, bare, bare

and:

Hob shoe hob, hob shoe hob
Here a nail
There a nail
And that's well shod

(The latter two are at least as good as a reflexology session)

- jeanie