There is a lot of digging going on in our garden at the moment as the husband is planting enough vegetables to feed the 5,000.

Due to this, Rafe is fairly keen on digging. There is a lot of “diggy dig” and “diggy hole” being said, and lots of copying of his Dad.

I would also like to thank the joy that is Peppa Pig for its informative episode on digging. And that is not sarcasm. It is a brilliant show, and it will definitely guarantee you a bit of peace and quiet. However, I do have to pause it if I need his attention, as he’s a complete zombie with it.

Another “diggy hole” in our lives at the moment is the dwarf mining song Diggy Diggy Hole by Italian heavy metal band Wind Rose. This joyous symphonic tune is also a big hit with the Rafe.

Enjoy the lyrics below!

Brothers of the mine rejoice!
Swing, swing, swing with me
Raise your pick and raise your voice!
Sing, sing, sing with me
Down and down into the deep
Who knows what we’ll find beneath?
Diamonds, rubies, gold and more
Hidden in the mountain store

Born underground, suckled from a teat of stone
Raised in the dark, the safety of our mountain home
Skin made of iron, steel in our bones
To dig and dig makes us free
Come on brothers sing with me!

I am a dwarf and I’m digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole
I am a dwarf and I’m digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole

The sunlight will not reach this low
Deep, deep in the mine
Never seen the blue moon glow
Dwarves won’t fly so high
Fill a glass and down some mead!
Stuff your bellies at the feast!
Stumble home and fall asleep
Dreaming in our mountain keep

Born underground, grown inside a rocky womb
The Earth is our cradle, the mountain shall become our tomb
Face us on the battlefield, you will meet your doom
We do not fear what lies beneath
We can never dig too deep

I am a dwarf and I’m digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole
I am a dwarf and I’m digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole

I am a dwarf and I’m digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole
I am a dwarf and I’m digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole

Born underground, suckled from a teat of stone
Raised in the dark, the safety of our mountain home
Skin made of iron, steel in our bones
To dig and dig makes us free
Come on brothers sing with me!

I am a dwarf and I’m digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole
I am a dwarf and I’m digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole

Wind rose, wintersaga

Next step, Lord of the Rings!