Woodhouse man Brick house foundations bestowed upon brood Deterring villainous wolf attentions Encouraging predator to seek less secure footings. Woodhouse man Proud gentleman of white rose burgh Undemonstrative, periphery your comfort zone Unperturbed at allowing the less worthy centre stage. Woodhouse man In a shithouse world Your gifts greater than the guinea or sovereign Humanity, security, caring and selflessness thine riches bestowed. Woodhouse... Continue Reading →
Paternal Appreciation Day
Fathers Day has been and gone. The fat lady has sung, concluding the day when offspring pay their annual thank you to the parent with the beard...... Unless dad doesn’t sport facial hair, or mum does, making my statement less forensically accurate...... But you know what I mean! Around the UK, dad’s wine racks will have... Continue Reading →
Thanks For What You’re Doing
“Thanks for what you’re doing.” Five shorts words (six if you count you’re as you are) that a supermarket customer felt compelled to convey to me yesterday. A short sentence of appreciation bestowed while donating to the cancer care charity I was stood collecting for. It wasn't the most eloquent sentence I'd ever been... Continue Reading →