Sunday, 16 July 2006

Dredged Up

A trivial conversation at a barbecue yesterday had me recalling a snippet of a singalong-type song from my youth.

I hadn't heard it for, oh, at least 30 years, but the lyrics (to the last verse) came back to me with no problem at all:
Oh, the nauseating witches who put scinitllating stitches in the breeches
Of the boys who put the powder on the noses of the ladies
Of the court of King Caractacus,
Are just passing by.
How does that happen? I'm sure Marcel Proust had something to say on the subject.

I recall that the song was on a Rolf Harris album. I'll have to search it out to see how wide of the mark I am...


Well, I was close. Apparently the ladies are from the Harem of the Court of King Caractacus. And the Witches were "fascinating" rather than "nauseating". If you're at all bothered, you can read the lyrics here.

No sign of a free MP3 link to the song. Which is a shame 'cos it was a corker!


Liz said...

I don't need to read the lyrics; I know them.

PT said...


Altogether then....

jomoore said...

I have no idea why, but this song always pops into my head when I drive through Lower Sunbury.

I don't know all the words, so I sing it thusly:-

Oh the mmhmf of the lady of the la di kinker raptermus is just passing by
[repeat until...]

(We had a whole Rolf Harris album, didn't we? It probably met the same fate as our Burl Ives album and our Puff the Magic Dragon single...!)

Delmonti said...

Very odd. THis very song (which I recall) was mentioned just last night on Clive Bull's Radio Show.... which is on LBC and is the dogs.

PT said...

Is Clive Bull still going on LBC? I used to listen to his "Through The Night" show about 11 or 12 years ago. Back in the days that Peter Cook used to phone up, pretending to be a Norwegian fisherman...

MaryB said...

Don't know it - must be a Big Brother Across the Pond thing. But if you hum a few bars . . . (Loved Jo's rendition, by the way.)