People   (Re-unions, trace old friends and relatives.)

I was having a little sing- a-long in the garden on a glorious September morn and I thought you may like to join in with memories of Clarrie Thorpe and St.Thomas's.

Where have you been all the day,my boy Billy
Where have you been all the day Billy, wont you tell me
now.
I've been all the day,courtin'of my lady gay
But she is to young to be taken from her mammy.

Oh,can she cook and can she spin,my boy Billy.
Can she cook and can she spin
Billy wont you tell me now.

She can cook and she can spin
And she can do most anything.
But she is to young to be taken from her mammy.

How old is she now, my boy Billy
How old is she now,Billy wont you tell me now.

Twice six,twice seven,twice twenty and eleven.
But she is to young to be taken from her mammy.

Happy days stored away for evermore.