Here is the church and here is the steeple...

[Tapoopoo]

If you know the next lines, where did you grow up?

We did it all the time as children. It didnt make sense then. It doesnt make sense now.

It popped into my head and no one here knew what I was talking about with with the finger action. I grew up West Mids.

Manchester.

Open the doors and there's all the people

London

Turn it round and here's the people

(NE England)

North London

Open the door and there’s the people.
Northampton.

Open the door and there’s the people <wriggle>

London. Now a vicar. Oh look they are upset we have to change the lightbulbs.

Open the doors and there's all the people. Surrey/Kent but with grandparents from all over the place.

Also One potato, two potatoes, three potatoes, four...always degenerated into small child getting quicker and quicker to put a fist on top or the giggles from This Little Piggy Went to Market.

Expanding into songs as well, obviously Incy Wincy Spider, Walkies Round the Garden, Horsie, Horsie, Don't You Stop and There Were Ten in the Bed, albeit without the strange addition of remembering to tie a knot in your pyjamas because single beds are only made for 1, 2, 3, 4...

And B-I-N-G-O, One Man Went to Mow, Whose Are Those Pigs (DP's moorland primary had to teach them to not sing 'Oooos be thum pigs?'), etc.

Could do a great rendition of There Was an Old Woman Who Swallowed a Fly and a terribly theatrical recitation of The Owl and the Pussycat, too. Wasn't too shabby at doing Fox Went Out One Chilly Night either.

I was most confused when taking the eldest to various groups to find them doing something about winding up bobbins as though everybody knew it. Or encouraging them when rowing their boats to scream at a crocodile and a cautionary tale about monkeys jumping on a bed.

‘Open the doors, there’s the people’

Oxfordshire

North west London. Born in 90s

Eye,nose, cheeky cheeky chin,
Cheeky cheeky chin , nose eye.

I was Far Cotton. Moved away for college. Not lived there since, but visit Kingsthorpe.

I grew up in the Channel Islands in the 80s and I know this, along with the actions and the “second verse” about the parson.

I used to do it with my DC when they were babies too.

Far Cotton!! Me too - that's quite a coincidence. I attended Far Cotton Juniors, now long gone. We then moved to Kingsthorpe, weirdly enough. I don't live there any more, but still have friends I visit in Northampton.

Eensy Weensy Spider
How Much is That Doggy in the Window (I wrote a verse for youngest granddaughter who had a favorite stuff bunny)
B-I-N-G-O
E-I-E-I-O
On Top of Spaghetti
Rubber Ducky
I'm a Little Teapot
Pat-a-cake
5 Little Monkeys
This Little Piggy

There are probably more, singing was/is a favorite thing among children and grandchildren.

OH, and we loved Raffi songs. I might have to refresh my memory on lyrics of a few of those.
Apples and Bananas
Bowling with Bert
Down by the Sea
etc.

I learned this one and I’m from the southern US. It was also “open the doors and here’s all the people” for us as well.

This has done the multigenerational rounds in my family for as long as I can recall and I’m now 68. I’m now on grandchild number. 8 with it.

South Wales

That's they're one I know about the parson in his pulpit and potatoes and pigs!

Same, East Sussex.

Open the doors and there are the people. Norfolk.

Here’s the door and these are all the people

North wales

Open the doors and there’s all the people - West Yorkshire like a few pp

Exactly this! I grew up in New York.

They're older than that. It was early 60s when I sang 'When Susie was a teenager, a teenager Susie was, she said 'Ooh Ah I've lost my bra I left my knickers in my boyfriend's car'. We were 6 or 7 years old.

Open the door and here's the people
50+years ago NE Scotland.