Sylvia/Tycho,
By a strange coincidence, yesterday I visited Jack and Jill Hill in Kilmerston, Somerset, near where my sister lives. It it has quite a steep path up a hill (naturally) with standing stones every so often bearing a couple of lines of the nursery rhyme, so that by the time you reach the top, you have read all of it. At the top is a school with the well, where Jack was supposed to have filled his pail with the water.
Although local legend has it that this is the place where the rhyme originated, there are many other claimants - one even being French and that the Jack and Jill referred to are King Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette, he losing his head first and she then 'tumbling after' by losing hers!
The only one hurt on this outing was my nephew, whose name is Josh by the way (close, eh?) who didn't break his head, but stung his leg on a stinging nettle!
Kester
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