brontosaurus

BrontosaurusI was going to write a proper blog post for today, honest.

But I stuffed, embroidered and painted six more little floaty flirty girls yesterday.

And then I made an embellished calico bag. And stitched a few little dangly birdies. And then I did housework. And went to the post office.

And then I assisted lad with his fundraising efforts by helping, supervising and then washing up after his cake-baking exploits (he is having a stall over the weekend at a friend’s birthday shindig, to raise funds for his World Challenge trip.)

Phew. So instead of blogging properly, with photos and suchlike, I offer you a song about a brontosaurus.

My dad used to play me this when I was little. And I love it.

Happy Friday everyone. ♥

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7 thoughts on “brontosaurus

  1. that song had completely passed me by . . the one I really do remember from when I was little tho’ is Tommy Steele’s Little White Bull :0)

    • Oh my nanna loved that one! (I didn’t though – I never liked Tommy Steele as he seemed like an adult pretending to be a child to me!)

  2. I dare not listen; I have just suffered from ear-worm for the last week as a result of vaguely thinking about the words of a song. If I actually listen to this one, I’ll be doomed!

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