We played a game—— well, it consisted of the boys tying the girls’plaits to the school railings .

You knew you were popular if it was done at least once a day .
Not by ribbons either, yer ackshull plaits!
I and a couple of other girls were easy game having the longest.
I still get a Christmas card from one of the lads.
I never knew the rules if RallyVo, or was it RelieveO ?
The Big Ship Sailed up The Ally Ally O .
Years later I found it was from America and the river was The Alighenny .
Pilgrim Fathers?
The Farmer’s in his Den. Boys joined in that and you had to marry,no really marry any boy who chose you for his wife.when you were grown up.
I lived in dread of one poor lad asking me ,I would not have hurt him but l could not like him ,I liked it when the one from whom I still get a card was the farmer !
He was a bit of alright- then ,but not at a school reunion some fifty years later.However to be fair we had all changed hadn’t we.
Viktoria.