There are loads of Mister Men from Cool to Rude to Strong
From Tickle to Forgetful, the list is very long
There’s Mister Topsy-Turvy and Uppity and Bump
A Quiet and a Greedy, though there’s no Mr Thump
And then there’s one more Mister that we really can’t ignore
A title lacking gravitas, it’s really rather poor
A person in [...]
I do my best, I’m up for the new
I’ve even made sculptures with elephant poo
I’ve climbed up a hill clutching some brie
To see if I could manage to get down to the sea
And with abacus, ink and a very large hook
I’ve even attempted to write a great book
None of it’s worked or been a success
So [...]
Although it’s cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey here at the moment, the seagulls are insisting on doing their wooing thing. The noise reminds me of ‘that’ scene from When Harry Met Sally … if Sally had strep. Perhaps, what I had assumed were bird droppings on the new [...]
When finding the way I follow my nose
If it runs so do I
It makes sense I suppose
But the girl in the piccy uses her head
Til the parting of ways
When she loses the thread
So I think my way’s best, I hope you agree
And I don’t need a mirror
I’m completely hands free
Which allows me to hold thermos [...]
So there I was on eBay watching the old Volvo’s roof bars reaching the heady heights of £21 + £15 postage and packing and thinking “Oooo, the PayPal account will be in the black for the first time ever!”.
Meanwhile Lo, she is a terrible Goddess was hunched over her computer looking a tad secretive.
After [...]
The story of my life marks my face like a slap
I really had no idea I’d suffered so much crap.
[Actually, I suspect it’s got more to do with gravity and the lack of a moisturising regime but that doesn’t sound nearly as interesting or manly]
I miss my childhood doctor. You really felt he’d done a proper job after he’d peered into and probed every orifice, depressed your tongue with a wooden spatula leaving a splinter half way down your throat, and then sent you on your way clutching a bottle of medicine that tasted like a combination of nitric acid [...]
Conclusion
Lo, she is a terrible Goddess woke up in an efficient mood.
“This is ridiculous. Telephone the breakers, tell them to pick up the Volvo, and then take the hire car back. We’re going to buy either the Hyundai, I can use a cushion, or the car at the local dealers. Whoever comes up with the [...]
Desperation.
Search radius increased to forty miles. Hours are spent on the interweave.
We head North towards London to look at several cars at a particular garage. Unbeknownst to us there are 2 large luxurious Volvos on the forecourt. We sit in them. One has very comfortable leather armchairs for seats with an undergusset heating system. Lo, [...]
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