On the window sill behind the sink there’s a photograph of the TG and Papersurfer Junior ……..

……. which acts as my inspiration when up to my elbows in suds. (HarrrUMPH. Those moments of inspiration must be few and far between then. Lo,TG Ed)

That and the fear that I’ve forgotten to put my shin and calf pads on of course ….

Your poem and thought for the day :

My bunch of chives

Lead simple lives

Their only fear the sight of knives

Some do survive

And then revive

Cutting off heads makes them thrive

( R.I.P. the poem. There’s absolutely nothing I can do with this grammatical and literary unmade bed.  LO,TG Ed)

……. unlike certain wives of Henry VIII