"He's heading for the Last Roundup", said Tom gravely.
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When you don't tread
The old path through the woods
Moss soon covers it.
"It's a one-span bridge", said Tom archly.
I planned a brain transplant. But then I changed my mind.
Old composers never die. They just decompose.
Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome
From the Netherlands: Mr and Mrs Am, and their lovely son Ed.
From Switzerland: Mr and Mrs Entahl, and their gorgeous daughter Em.
From the UK: Mr and Mrs Ster, and their left-leaning son "Red" Les.
From Italy: Mr and Mrs Otta, and their versatile son Ric.
From Cyprus: Mr and Mrs Oumi, and their lovable son Hal.
From France: Mr and Mrs Bear, and their beloved daughter Carmen.
From Scandinavia: Mr and Mrs Ishblue, and their tasty son Dan.
Afterwards we ate ice cream
And watched the sunset
Burning hotly
i love you however
how could we ever be together
if we tried
the ebb tide
and rickety framework of our past
would shatter like glass
the bitter shards of broken hearts
tearing ours apart
I’m changing my name by deed poll to ‘The Road’. Loads of free drinks.
Photo: Ralph Gebhardt https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Buteo_buteo_060716_800v1.jpg
Often I hear the evocative calls of a pair of common buzzards circling over my house. For a recording from the RSPB website listen hereAudio player: CommonBuzzard13March2009LheebroekerzandHolland.mp3
When I was growing up in the East of England in the mid 20th century these birds were never seen. Killing to protect game birds had drastically the numbers of what was once a common bird. After illegal killing ceased numbers recovered but then two catastrophes
set the resurgence back. Now the bird has recovered from these disasters and is common again, in every part of the UK. it's now our commonest bird of prey.
I've tried to capture the information from https://www.rspb.org.uk/birds-and-wildlife/wildlife-guides/bird-a-z/buzzard/ as a kind of time plot. It's just a sketch, the height of the graph is not accurate but just my attempt to make the story on the RSPB website graphical.
"The only way to treat the common cold is with contempt."
William Osler 1849 – 1919
I love emojis. Tonight I was looking for a ghost emoji. Sure enough there is one. But that got me thinking: is there an emoji for emoji? If so, what could it look like?
I forgot to say.
When we had that row, i
fell
in
love
with
you.
I bought a Stradivarius on eBay but it turned out to be fake. What a fiddle that was.
As one of them put it, “We’re sowing for a gong.”
Sunset over Walcott
Loneliness is the worst thing in the world. Am I the only one that thinks that?
Just 79 days to Xmas!
The Elves are working hard to keep the production line of Cracker Mottoes flowing. QA picked out this sample for us
“Q. Why is a chicken like an onion skin?
A. Because both are layers!”
I have a place on the Chungnan slopes.
Sitting there you can see the Mountains.
No one there, no guests, the gate is closed.
No plans all day, just time and silence.
Nothing stops you gazing and dreaming.
Why not come and try to find me there?
Wang Wei (699-759 AD)
Trans. A. S. Kline and reproduced with permission, see
https://www.poetryintranslation.com/PITBR/Chinese/AllwaterWangWei.php#Areply
I couldn't choose the right pencil. 2B or not 2B?
Nothing. Always easy. After that it gets harder.
I’d need lots of work
Lots
Teeth for a start. Might even go to dentures, could you bear that
Some skin flaps to rid of
But there’s a nice little shop that does this
And it’s only round the
Corner
Toenails, well podiatrist. Also local. That’s good and
I could have some attention
From a barber/hairdresser because there is a certain unkemptness about me, this I know.
And then
I might look quite presentable
Would you marry
Me
Th....
...en
I had a job as a human cannonball. But they fired me.
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