Stick Yer Finger In Yer Ear...

...and go TIng-a-ling-a-loo

Stick yer finger in yer ear, and go TIng-a-ling-a-loo

Just like old Napoleon at the Battle of Waterloo

Stick yer finger in yer ear, and go TIng-a-ling-a-loo

We used to sing this to the children when they were tiny. I never knew any other verses [but it appears to have been recorded by Benny Hill - who sang about Nelson at the Battle - despite the fact he died ten years before!] I thought about the song last week when I dug out some soft toys from a box in the loft. I gave them a thorough wash and then let them dry on the radiator. 

Snoopy was one of my 21st birthday presents, I cannot remember where the blue and yellow puppet was from - and the monkey was a gift to baby Liz from my brother Adrian.

 

In the best tradition of Uncles, Adrian has always given great gifts. The monkey's label declares his name is Rutherford [we approved of a soft toy named after the father of nuclear physics] His wonderful digits fit into his ...erm...facial orifices. He can indeed stick his finger [or toe] in his ear, or his thumb in his mouth

And yes, to the great delight of both uncle Adrian and niece Liz [and disgust of my Mum] Rutherford can also stick his finger up his nose! I shall endeavour to be Very Laid Back when my grandchild discovers this.

I am amazed to find these are selling for around £20 on the internet as 'vintage toys'. Not planning on selling this one though.