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Flanders and  Swann introduced me to the romantic melody with The Hippopotamus Song. Too young to grasp the nuances of romantic entanglements, I would sit mesmerised; listen to the airplay on the radio and repeat the chorus to an annoying degree. Five years old and all I could remember was the chorus. I probably drove my mother mad with it!

Mud, mud, glorious mud

Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood

So follow me, follow / down to the hollow

And there let us wallow in glorious mud

The love song of the hippopotami and the wooing of his fair hippopota-maid, playing on her innocence and naivety to encourage her to spend languorous hours in the water,  His melodious tones rising from the river to her ears, and drawing her closer; follow me, follow...

Reminded me of the chirp of the little blue bird on the Internet; follow me, follow me back, and it's often about knowing where to look

To follow you have to find me and it helps if you know where to look!

You can find me  

twitter; @MartynSeagull,  

Blogger at Martyn's Blog - basically here!  

Smashwords at my profile page, About Martyn Taylor ,

Google plus at https://plus.google.com/u/0/+MartynTaylorcsg

NaNoWriMo at participants/Martyn 

and my own website at cheekyseagull.co.uk, (CSG) .net - uk - .me.uk also point towards (CSG) .co.uk.

Ask me a question, tell me something, or just drop a line via cheekyseagull contacts  or through the blog contact at the top of the page.
There, I hope that's useful!

Chill, follow me, I'll follow back...

the mud thing's not really necessary, 

Unless...no, better not go there!