![]() Her real name was Poll Pineapple, but the crew nick-named her ‘Little Buttercup’, partly because it is a pretty name, but principally because she was not at all like a buttercup, or indeed anything else than a stout, quick-tempered, and rather mysterious lady, with a red face and black eyebrows like leeches, and who seemed to know something unpleasant about everybody on board. She was what is called a ‘bum-boat woman’, that is to say, a person who supplied the officers and crew with little luxuries not included in the ship's bill of fare. 'As the sailors sat and talked they were joined by a rather stout but very interesting elderly woman of striking personal appearance. But let’s recap on the story, with the help of Alice B. He was wondering what one or two of the provisions were that Little Buttercup was trying to sell to the sailors. Quite a selection! I recall a lot of those as a kid playing 78's on my grandparents gramophone, especially How 'Ya Gonna Keep 'Em Down On The Farm, the title of which Buk gets slightly wrong.A few days ago I was talking to a friend about Little Buttercup’s song from Gilbert and Sullivan’s opera, H.M.S. The tenants never complained about out fights but they didn't like our singing: I Got Plenty Of Nothing Old Man River Buttons And Bows Tumbling Along With the Tumbling Tumbleweeds God Bless America Deutschland űber Alles Bonaparte's Retreat I Get The Blues When It Rains Keep Your Sunny Side Up No More Money In The Bank Who's Afraid Of The Big Bad Wolf When The Deep Purple Falls A Tisket A Tasket I Married An Angel Poor Little Lambs Gone Astray I Want A Gal Just Like The Gal That Married Dear Old Dad How The Hell Ya Gonna Keep Them Down On The Farm If I'd Know You Were Coming I'd A Baked A Cake." " Sometimes the manager would come up and tell us to keep quiet, and remind us that we were behind with the rent. Stick close to your desks and never go to sea,Īnd you all may be rulers of the Queen's Navee!Īnd what did he write about in his first two novels?ĭigressing from the classical to the popular, I'm just reading Factotum chapter 42 and reached the bit where Buk mentions his and Jan's (Jane's) singing: If your soul isn't fettered to an office stool,īe careful to be guided by this golden rule. If you want to rise to the top of the tree, Of legal knowledge I acquired such a gripĪnd I never thought of thinking for myself at all.īy making me the Ruler of the Queen's Navee! I wore clean collars and a brand-new suitįor the pass examination at the Institute,Īnd that pass examination did so well for me, I copied all the letters in a hand so free, ![]() I served the writs with a smile so bland,Īnd I copied all the letters in a big round hand. That they gave me the post of a junior clerk. That now I am the Ruler of the Queen's Navee! I cleaned the windows and I swept the floor,Īnd I polished up the handle of the big front door. ![]() So, buy of your Buttercup - poor Little Buttercup Then buy of your Buttercup - dear Little Buttercup I've chickens and conies, and pretty polonies, I've treacle and toffee, I've tea and I've coffee, I've ribbons and laces to set off the faces I've snuff and tobaccy, and excellent jacky, For I'm called Little Buttercup - dear Little Buttercup,īut still I'm called Buttercup - poor little Buttercup,
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