A blur of memories really. Mum singing lullabies, Dad singing "Scarlet ribbons"; 3 wheels on my wagon, and snippets of songs on the radio which stay in my mind , like ,"Iam a mole and I live in a hole"(What was the rest of the song?), "A mouse lived in a windmill in old Amsterdam."
We were always singing in our house. My sister and I used to spend hours working out song and dance routines and seeing how high or low we could sing.Great fun!