Hello, all people and magical creatures reading this blog. We have just posted a new song about some more of our experiences in the last book. We do not get the credit we deserve as advisors! Listen, and you'lll see what I mean. Oh - if the link for lyrics isn't working, here they are:

Title: We Hate Camping

Oh, we goblins just hate camping.
we really, really do.
And if you must go camp with us,
we really will hate you.
Toora loora (etc)

The woods in winter bore us
when wandering around:
they're cold and wet and dreary. We
prefer it underground.

And we despise sleeping
in drafty, leaky tents.
You'd find a cozy cavern if
you had a bit of sense.

If you pick toxic mushrooms
and throw them in a stew,
we'll just refuse to eat the stuff
and watch it sicken you.

If you visit Godric's Hollow,
you should beware of snakes.
You think they sleep in winter? Well
that's one of your mistakes.

Should you see a strange patronus
deep in the woods at night,
go follow it, and drown yourself!
We won't hide our delight.

Oh, we goblins just hate camping.
We really, really do.
And if you must go camp with us,
we really will hate you

words Mary (grrl 1); music Mary and Deirdre.