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Sonnet Spontaneous

Sonnet spontaneous Unplanned prose defiling chaste page Epiphany evasive; topic timid Dining chair in situ; inspiration yeti’s holy grail Sustenance on hold in domain digestion. Newsday of sloth speed, subject secreted safely Will anecdotes of procrastination suffice? Does drugstore sojourn present potential? Yeti ventures not, along with earlier blog disclosure Should he leave Pepys, Mole and Jones’ to journals aujourd’hui. A licence artistic yeti’s potential recourse Fictionalise day, wax lyric apocryphal Concoct to […]

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Delusions of Grandma

In Hamlet not a village without church Will wrote of villains who smile and smile Termagant’s daughter does odious role model proud Thirty years torture of yeti despite consideration worthy Harridan proud of misguided advice Quartet of vain glorious delusional shout “Fore”   Termagant’s union of faeces, fuels anti-man spite Tarring all geezers wi’ idiotic panoramic brush Brush better used for removal of prevailing excrement Retarded pairs oxygen theft not […]

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It’s All In The Nickname

Public schools, the breeding ground of our future leaders, captains of industry and an elite who will save us the energy of thinking for ourselves while they subliminally mould us into acquiescence. Let me begin by saying, as a man who was educated at comprehensive schools in 1970’s Gateshead, in the north east of England, I have no experience at all of what a public school education looks or feels […]

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Farnley’s Nicest Hands 1957

Recently, I had a bit of wake up call. An epiphany where it dawned on me just how hard my parents had worked to provide my siblings and me with a comfortable, warm and secure upbringing. Were they the thoughts of a man coming to terms with his own mortality, following a many recent stories of family and friends with serious health issues? Who knows? Our postman Bob says it […]

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She Made It Through The Rain

“We dreamers have our ways Of facing rainy days And somehow we survive….. “ Those first three lines of lyrics from Barry Manilow’s song ‘I Made It Through The Rain’ sprung to mind yesterday during a discussion with my wife on her 50th Birthday. The words made an unscheduled cranial visit while we discussed the back catalogue songs written by Barry Manilow, who we were scheduled to see that evening […]

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Duk, Duk, Duk Olive

Karen returns from a few days break to see her parents today. I had the option of visiting her mum and dad in the People’s Republic of Birtley (PRB) or treating the fences and trellis work in my back garden…… It didn’t take me long before I headed down to Homebase for the wood treatment. I shouldn’t be so nasty really as they are people of great humanity. For example, […]

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Almonds Are A Girls Best Friend

Recently an acquaintance relayed an assumption they’d formed about relationships, in particular those where one party suffered from terminal illness. They opined, that under those circumstances the partnership would be one of unrelenting cordiality. After all your relationship together is on borrowed time; how could you possibly argue anymore? Their presumption being, despite the patient and family being under terrible strain at times, your remaining time together should be free from […]

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