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Archive for October, 2008

O.K. Universe, given that my musical theatre lyricist dreams have been pipped by pipe (and MY poopy “pipes”) – and the “family business” I’ve been emmeshed in for the last, past decade, decayed has LEFT ME :
HIGH
&
DRY
&
WET
&
WINDY
take this as a Cosmic Order for more than that know-all Noël…..
“No ell uh No ell No uh ell [...]

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Do people know about the snow that’s fallen here so early ?
Its gown came down on London Town and froze the streets of Purley.

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Making “Janey” his agenda
Johnny was a gender-bender
All the dresses ‘e would send ‘er
Added to ‘er sequined splendour

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Jolly Jolly

I want to sleep forever, and soon enough I will
Beneath the earth, and your contempt, in subterranean chill

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…set off the English Civil War (hmm – and Guns n’ Roses made the (more than fairly) fair point that “Civil” is summat “War” doesn’ tend to lean to…. I wonder if Waugh was servile…..or Sir Vile…en route (sans roots (or fruits)) from Seville (; and its barbarous barbers’ rosey ruses)) …and kicked off in [...]

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“After a fashion,” you’ll fashion a fashion
To enrapture a culture’s couture
Follow suit with a suit that’s tailored to suit
Pick the pockets of top-drawer Dior

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The Wispa has been brought back. Apparently there was a nostalgia-campaign at FaceBook that facilitated its resurrection.
I’m giving one a jolly good suck. It’s rich, solid – with a thick, “separate”, shell-like coating that’s glossy. It tastes almost of coffee (or CAKE (?!)) and does NOT melt like the product I first encountered at Godstone [...]

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V1
I am a worrywart
I get into a stew
It doesn’t take much thought
To recognise Ragout
V2
I am a worrywart
I “get into a stew”
And though I can’t disport
I recognise Ragout
V3
I am a worrywart
I : “get into a stew”
Yet whilst I can’t disport
I recognise Ragout

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.T (and a Poor Try to Portray Paltry Poultry Po’try)

I’ve cut my losses
but I’ve not cut loose
I burnt my bridges
when I cooked my goose
It seems there’s nothing
that I can produce
To burden Pardon with my
~ l a m e   e x c u s e   ~

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I am going to try to be a neater person at http://neatretreat.wordpress.com
Could “Anita Parson” make a slicker vicar ?

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