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tigtog (aka Viv) is the founder of this blog. She lives in Sydney, Australia: husband, 2 kids, cat, house, garden, just enough wine-racks and (sigh) far too few bookshelves.

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  1. tigtog
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  2. Ali
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    I hope you guys won’t mind me posting this whole thing here. Is been getting me through a few things and I tend to well up on the sat line…

    Song for a Fifth Child by Ruth Hulburt Hamilton

    Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth,
    Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
    Hang out the washing and butter the bread,
    Sew on a button and make up a bed.
    Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
    She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.

    Oh, I’ve grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue
    (Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
    Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
    (Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo).
    The shopping’s not done and there’s nothing for stew
    And out in the yard there’s a hullabaloo
    But I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo.
    Look! Aren’t her eyes the most wonderful hue?
    (Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).

    The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
    For children grow up, as I’ve learned to my sorrow.
    So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
    I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.

  3. fuckpoliteness
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    Maybe you’ve all seen this but after seeing and hearing some lyrebirds recently I am still blown away by this footage:

  4. mimbles
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    I made a Lorem Ipsum generator that only uses William T. Riker quotes called Riker Ipsum #tng

    — Jessica Allen (@jessicaspacekat) January 3, 2013

  5. tigtog
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    I love this bunny foo foo macro, but in a slightly odd way because this particular kid’s rhyme is something I never heard of before going on the internet with lots of USians.

    a floppy eared bunny is hiding its head in its paws

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