Ride a cock horse to Banbury Cross, to see a fine lady upon a white horse, with rings on her fingers and bells on her toes; she shall have music wherever she goes.
Ride a cock horse to Banbury Cross, to see a fine lady upon a white horse, with rings on her fingers and bells on her toes; she shall have music wherever she goes.
I remember that one.
And that's why I'm going to Banbury.
Oh really. Interesting. Well I think that the train to Banbury leaves from the other platform.
Oh my, so it is! Thank you for sitting and talking to an old lady like me. He's lovely. Well, that's me. Bye bye.
So we meet again.
It's the guy with the table.
Oh. The girl with the broken shoe remembers me?
Another thing you stole?
Hey I didn't steal the table. This one's a long story.
OK.