Arh I remember the days when being a womble on Wimbledon Common and picking things up was a thing of innocence...
Argh, now you've done it. You see, I have a little song I sing to myself everytime I hang up the washing on the rack in our kitchen- and every time i find myself singing it i get the urge to post it to the Board. Much like the "Judge Dredd theme tune" i had as a kid ("Judge Dredd, Judge Dredd, his costume is a brilliant red", etc- which prompted a board member to draw me a picture) this one is firmly fixed in my head as the "washing song". And now, by mentioning wombles, you've brought about its manifestation here.
(To the tune of The Wombles theme song)
Underpants, overpants, pants that are free
Pants left on Wimbledon Common for me.
Making good use of the pants that we find
The pants that the everyday folk leave behind.
SBT
