Ying tong iddle ey po!

Me & my Dad used to sing the Ying Tong Song to one another if my Mum was getting irate about something. It would make us giggle and she would get even more worked up. The whole thing was an ever increasing wind up. Mum still thinks the song is mindless & stupid and it still makes me giggle.

As I was cleaning his headstone today and Miniman was fetching increasing numbers of cartons of extra water for me. My Mum stood watching, thinking of him, crying silent tears for their latest anniversary then smiling at her Grandson "helping" me.

I was quietly humming the tune. Cleaning, tidying, arranging flowers & Ying-Tong-ing. Grinning & giggling to myself. Grief is a very personal thing dont'cha fink?