i know its a long time ago, but when i was at school i remember our music teacher was called mrs fox,i seem to recall she was a 5ft ginger wispy auld git,nobody in our class,took any interest whatsoever,well apart from june mills who learnt to play the recorder,ah fond memories , best bit was when the bell rang to signal end of lesson,and we all stampeded towards the door, hey the keystone cops had nothing on us
but a shrill voice wailed out WAIT KIDS, let me play you this fore ye go
oh drat shes gonna play oh susanna again
we politely waited till she finished singing to herself,then we all shuffled out ,mumbling to ourselves, wtf is she all about?
never mind the boomtown rats saying i dont like mondays
i hated tuesdays at 3pm