For once I have to thank a spammer who brought this thread back to life,it has brought back fond memories and made me smile.

The Springburn Branch of the Cooperative Woman's Guild used to set of by bus for the guild trip(a big event for women confined to grimy tenements). A stop for dinner usually in some hotel then set of for home as the world around us settled for the night.

I was a late baby but for some reason this shy child was always allowed to tag along. On the way home the bus was filled with song. It usually started with someone singing to the opposite end of the bus. "The front/back (depending on their position) of the bus they canny sing,they canny sing,they canny sing fur peanuts."

After a few retaliatory rounds someone would start another song,lots if Scot's songs and things that were popular at the time as I cuddled up to mum and gradually fell asleep. I however always knew when to wake up,since the moment the bus crossed the city boundary as one the women started singing Show Me The Way To Go Home and kept it up till we reached the drop off point often including cleverly improvised verses.

Those trips and the ladies are long gone but remain with me always in the happiest memories.