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A1. To verify the existence of the road by objective experiment.
A2. To help carry the Duck's suitcases.
A3. Chickens gotta fly.
You and I were students
Of particle physics
Dreaming entanglement
Later drifted apart
One we day lost contact
Locality beating us.
I was already seated when
The specialist said
it’s
never
Easy. So I was expecting bad
News.
Actually this was not part of the spider's original plan. It was the chicken that crossed the road, but by that point the spider was inside her.*
* With acknowledgements to There was an old woman who swallowed a fly (Anon).
A. She was running away from the mouse.
I keep thinking I’m a stop watch. The doctor told me it’s nothing to worry about, but I want a second opinion.
1. Larry.
2. A clam.
3. A pig in clover (or some other congenial substance).
4. A lark.
5. A sandboy.
2. A clam.
3. A pig in clover (or some other congenial substance).
4. A lark.
5. A sandboy.
I don’t know who Larry was, or why he or a clam should be particularly happy. Numbers 3 and 4 are fairly obvious though. But what’s a sandboy? I’d never really thought but just had a vague impression of someone happily making sandcastles, “in the sun that is young once only” *.
A bit of research reveals that (like many proverbial phrases) its origins are contested, but there seems to have been people who sold sand, presumably in towns, not on the beach, for cleaning floors. A bit like sawdust perhaps.
Why the sand-sellers should be so “jolly”, as contemporary writers described them, is not very clear. You can find some interesting theories and research here
https://english.stackexchange.com/questions/22578/what-is-the-etymology-of-happy-as-a-sandboy
* Fern Hill, Dylan Thomas
People say I should get a fridge-freezer, but what's the point? Why freeze a fridge?
Everyone had heard there was a rumour going around, without knowing exactly what it was.
I've got a foreign dentist. She's of German extraction.
One morning I woke
To find a small poem nestling in the palm of my hand
It was Spring.
I thought of taking up conjuring. But it's a tricky business.
I didn’t enjoy it. There was no atmosphere.
Mum always tried to spoon feed me. But I could never keep the spoons down.
after a few
my eggs
went everywhere
they were rambled eggs
I well can see why many care, to hear of stocks and shares.
But as I listened to a blessed thrush, it sang "Who cares! Who cares!"
Even those most innocent
Have blood on their hooves.
In my experience the Sphinx
Knows much less than it thinx.
Q. What's the smelliest river in Greek mythology?
A. The Styx!
My new device will help people who are elderly and infirm cut their lawns. It's called the Strimmer Frame.
Every year
When the magnolias open
I feel I should spend more time with them.
Any big number you figure I'll figure a bigger.
I’ve noticed a lot of subtraction recently. Is it taking off?
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