whenever I see the title of this thread I start singing this to myself, we sang it in a production at the local theatre bout 20 years ago:
Brother Bertie went away, to do his bit the other day.
With a smile on his lips and his lieutenant pips upon his shoulder bright and gay.
As the train moved out he said: ‘Remember me to all the girls’
And then he wagged his paw and went away to war shouting out these pathetic words:
‘Good-bye-ee, good-bye-ee, wipe the tears, baby dear, from your eye-ee.
Though it’s hard to part I know, I’ll be tickled to death to go.
Don’t cry-ee, don’t sigh-ee, there’s a silver lining in the sky-ee.
Bonsiour old thing, cheerio chin-chin, napoo, toodle-oo, good-bye- ee.’
I’ll get me coat :oops: :wink: :lol: