The Abbess
Stroking her old cat.
Friends
The Abbess
Stroking her old cat.
Friends
Our local handyman has no idea how to stick things together. He's utterly glueless.
Gran always wore the traditional shawl, apron, and stovepipe hat. Her emotionless wooden face was typical of a Welsh dresser.
On the day of the grammar exam, I knew I'd be asked about the Past, Present and Future. I felt all tensed up.

This week we have to give the cave a real tidy up, so the painters can get in.
Have you seen the mammoth pictures these guys do? It's just awesome.
I like to train my rabbits in the good old-fashioned way my dad taught me.
Nothing beats the carrot and the celery stick.
In our little seaside town we have an annual Teddy Bear race ('Ready Teddy, Go!").
It generates intense competition. There are two rival camps: one lives up the hill above the town, the other near the beach.
Every year we hold our breath. Where will the winner be from?
Last time it was a very close run thing, won by a Shore Ted.
Someone has to stare at the wall. Otherwise, where would the wall be?
There's an office for budget responsibility. Seems tough to pick on these little birds.
It's so lovely to be a mathematician
And find
i am the square root of minus one.
Corporal punishment. Now there's a wacky idea.
It's long been known by stavrolexicophiles that "Schoolmaster" is an anagram of "The classroom".
But only today did I discover (when solving today's stavrolexi) that "The coach's role" is an anagram of "Schoolteacher".
"I've got a coleslaw on my lip."
This is a perfectly reasonable thing for a person to hear. It's the name of something. Unless you know coleslaw is the name of a different thing why would you question it? It's really close in spirit to the Lady Mondegreen.
I was warned not lose my head. But I laughed it off.
One of our salesmen went to negotiate a contract in the Baltics. He made a mistake over the price, but it couldn't be altered, because it was set in Estonia.
At school all the bigger boys picked on me. I begged and begged mum and dad to get me a bully-proof vest.
I've being reading in the New Scientist about the (rather romantically named) Opposite Birds. These evolved from dinosaurs at about the same time as the ancestors of modern birds and coexisted with them for millions of years. They had feathers and must have been good fliers.
Then came the mass extinction of 65 mya. Of all the dinosaurs only modern birds survived. You might have thought that being so similar the Opposite Birds would have lived on too. Mysteriously they didn't and it's quite hard to understand why.
Here's a rather nice reconstruction of an opposite bird. If you look closely you'll see it has teeth.

https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Shanweiniao_cooperorum.jpg
In this sentence the last word is first.
Auntie Florence was so cold and distant. We kids nicknamed her "Ice Flo".
She was married to a giant of a man known as "Titan Nick".
How those two ever got together I just don't know.
My breath grew short. My eyes grew dim.
I'm not a natural in the gym.
I loved my country bedroom window.
Wet trickling fingers in spring
Late summer's corn dust and the harvest haze
All the spiderwebs of autumn
And then in winter my fingers tracing the frost flowers.
It was complete.
A man and a woman:
Both in black.
Meet again after many years.
Under umbrellas:
By a grave.
They had parted not knowing
That time always has
The final word.
Omelette = Failed attempt at frying egg.
Scrambled egg = Failed omelette.
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