Sunday 7:46 am. The view from my sofa. Sunday 10:45 am. Lo, she is a terrible Goddess announces she’s found me a boat! Sunday 11:23 am. Lo, she is a terrible Goddess shows me the boat. Sunday 11:24 am. I decide to have another glass of brandy. Sunday 18:21 pm. What happened? I tell you, […]
Oh well, back from the fleshpots of Surfugal. Roll on next March.
Sometimes I stand and look at the stars: I’m in the past. It’s night, and I’m on watch. The autopilot is steering the boat. I’m in the middle of the Bay of Biscay. I look around for lights …. a fisherman, a bright ferry, a vessel restricted in it’s ability to manoeuvre; There are none. […]
I decided to amuse myself the other day by substituting the word ‘bowel’ for ‘boat’ as Lo, she is a terrible Goddess was describing the scene from the balcony down here in the South of Surfugal. “Oh look at that little boat – it’s very pretty.†I suppressed a smile. “There are a lot of […]
MERRILY MERRILY I float down stream and watch the view Quite content, it’s what I do Most of the time the way is smooth The light, the people, tend to soothe There are occasions naturally When rapids could quite drastically Upset the boat and cause disruption Sad disaster and corruption The secret is to get […]
