Warning...Bridget Jones Anti-man post!!!!!

It has taken me 30 odd years to realise what this song I used to sing actually means. Why the hell did nobody say listen to the words!!! Some wise woman there obviously sank it into young girl's consciousness so that it cascaded down the ages, hundreds of years later it still rings true All men are......well you know!

Soldier, soldier won't you marry me
With your musket, fife and drum
Oh no sweet girl I cannot marry you
For I have no coat to put on

So off she went to her grandfathers chest
And she brought him a coat of the very very best
And the soldier put it on

Soldier, soldier won't you marry me
With your musket, fife and drum
Oh no sweet girl I cannot marry you
For I have no shoes to put on

So off she went to her grandfathers chest
And she brought him some shoes of the very very best
And the soldier put them on

Soldier, soldier won't you marry me
With your musket, fife and drum
Oh no sweet girl I cannot marry you
For I have no hat to put on

So off she went to her grandfathers chest
And she brought him a hat of the very very best
And the soldier put it on

Soldier, soldier won't you marry me
With your musket, fife and drum
Oh no sweet girl I cannot marry you
For I have a wife at home

Strange....

I just realised a strange coincidence, exactly one month after I had my strange dream, an aerobatic plane crash landed less than 15 minutes flying time away from where I dreamed it had.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/england/7420968.stm


Remind me to dream of fluffy pink bunnies next time....