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Log of the walk, no gps as I used the compact. It enlarges to about twice the size


Early Version of Oranges and Lemons
Gay go up, and gay go down, To ring the bells of London town. Bull's eyes and targets, Say the bells of St. Margret's. Brickbats and tiles, Say the bells of St. Giles'. Halfpence and farthings, Say the bells of St. Martin's. Oranges and lemons, Say the bells of St. Clement's.	Pancakes and fritters, Say the bells of St. Peter's. Two sticks and an apple, Say the bells at Whitechapel. Pokers and tongs, Say the bells at St. John's. Kettles and pans, Say the bells at St. Ann's. Old Father Baldpate, Say the slow bells at Aldgate. Maids in white Aprons Say the bells of St Catherine's.	You owe me ten shillings, Say the bells of St. Helen's. When will you pay me? Say the bells at Old Bailey. When I grow rich, Say the bells at Shoreditch. Pray when will that be? Say the bells of Stepney. I'm sure I don't know, Says the great bell at Bow.
Here comes a candle to light you to bed, And here comes a chopper to chop off your head