Mary Mary So Contrary - How does your garden grow? Well now we know.
To hell with the silver bells and cockle shells and pretty maids all in a row.
Mary was, indeed, growing Mari, Mara, Marew....OK. So I can't spell it. Big bloody deal. She was growing GRASS, WEED which it is called by other bad spellers.
She'd tried to enlist the help of Jack and Jill who were 'supposed' to be going up the hill to fetch a pail of water. Mary later found out.....well...you go and find the story and read it for yourself (more points for ME I hope).
She wanted the pair of them to water her garden. When they wouldn't help her out, she went to the local fire-station, staffed by volunteer fire-men. They were reluctant, to begin with, but when Mary said they could have some of the crop IF
they would water 'said crop' regularly when she was away with her "Little Lamb" in another nursery rhyme - they agreed.
The crop was great that year. Even the Jolly Green Giant sprinkled on the crop, which resulted in 'bumper sized plants'.
The Keystone Cops got a tip but are still running around in circles.
More as this story unfolds.
