Author Archives: daddyp

BRASS MONKEYS

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 [...]

NOSE VERSUS HAIR

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 [...]

SWINGS AND ROUNDABOUTS

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 [...]

BUTCH RHAPSODY

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]

GOING, GOING ….. GONE!

Many years ago Lo, she is a terrible Goddess and I bought a couple of cars at auction. These were the days when the dealers carried around the first mobile phones. The handset was the size of a brick and they used to tow small trailers behind them that held the batteries.
A few less ‘many [...]

THE GOOD OLD DAYS

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 [...]

CAR STORY – Part 5

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 [...]

CAR STORY – Part 4

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, [...]

CAR STORY – Part 3

The pressure builds.
Saturday – Drive in increasingly uncomfortable rental 20 miles West.
Too noisy, too expensive, ….. eeek! Very ugly!
Sunday – Drive in torture machine 20 miles East to look at a specific vehicle.
Quietish, reasonable price, nasty colour.
The time at home is spent on the computers researching price, reliability, running costs and comfort. Search radius increased [...]

CAR STORY – Part 2

Putting our petrol heads on.
I woke up the following morning – which was a great relief as I have been known to hum in my sleep. I telephoned the garage we use for repairs. My worst suspicions were confirmed. The cost to get the beast working again would be 3 or 4 times it’s worth [...]