Remembering Don

Thinking about our friend Don who passed away this morning (22/02/2022).
My earliest, most vivid memory of Don was when Porthill and Bradwell’s Cubs were together doing a joint event and we had a campfire. I think we did it at St. Barnabas as I remember Don on the stage. I wasn’t a Cub myself, but I must have been around 6 or 7 (being there because of Mum and Dad running our Cubs).
Don did this song –
“Dunner chuck yer muck in our dustbin, our dustbin, our dustbin,
Dunner chuck yer muck in our dustbin, our dustbin’s full.
There’s rats in, an’ cats in, an our owd man’s ‘ats in,
So, dunner chuck yer muck in our dustbin, our dustbin’s full!”
He then turned to the Cubs and said, “of course in posh areas like Porthill, they sing it like this”. He saw that little 6(ish) year old me had taken umbridge at this and then sung at me with a smile on his face –
“Do not place your rubbish in our refuse receptacle, our refuse receptacle, our refuse receptacle,
Do not place your rubbish in our refuse receptacle, our refuse receptacle is full.
There are rats in and cats in and our father’s hats in,
So, do not place your rubbish in our refuse receptacle, our refuse receptacle is full!”
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