Minnie’s Musings

I am thinking about humming to distract myself. His Nibs has already been serenading the carriage with the Postman Pat theme and a running commentary on all signs of new builds which are his current obsession. We could be a two man train bound vaudeville act at this rate.

His Nibs likes a good sing-song. Once he got to his turn on the London Transport Museum bus driving seat he did a tuneful rendition of The Wheels on the Bus which the assembled preschoolers most enjoyed. I think. He greeted my attempt to train him to say new great grandson’s name with a full chorus of Teddy Bear’s Picnic. He has a whole repertoire to delve into.

His mental disabilities mean he has the inhibitions of preschool child i.e. not many. Therefore bursting into song is something he does on a regular basis.

This reminds me of one of the most beautiful episodes I have ever witnessed on public transport. Namely sitting on the top deck of the 134 as it trundled along Junction Road in North London in the pouring rain, with condensation blocking the view of the dismal street. Admist this cloud of damp and chilly misery a small child sang Kum Bai Yah. The tiny, sweet voice cut through the gloom as we listened to an innocent serenade us with this gentle hymn.

Not quite the same as Postman Pat, Postman Pat, Postman Pat and his black and white cat, but still.

BTW who on earth has a cat who willingly rides around in any car without shredding and/or soiling the upholstery?! Does Pat have an industrial supply of Febreeze???!