Horses always look at Humans knowingly, so do Donkeys Man, what should we make of this?
riding, now dancing now polishin me hoofs and mane?? and now theyâre callin me a beast of burden - all I wanted was to run free with me mates?
That is overcomplication for you.
gummy, we have to consider, how many powerful contributors backed off, before the fireworks started!
did I miss a firework show what a pity I do particularly like them for some reason!! do tell??
The pyrotechnicians are still probably milling about, the names are unimportant.
do dancing bears have the same problems?and how about chimps of tricycles??
Iâm guilty of using the odd swear word myself now and then, however there is one such word I detest and itâs the âCâŠâ word, me or any of my family have never used it, well never in my presence, itâs such a terrible word, especially when it comes out of a womanâs mouth as I heard today.
Midday in the supermarket Phyllis and me were at the checkout and a young woman with a toddler in a pram was in front of us.
From what I could gather she was left a couple of cents short in her change in what Iâm sure was a genuine mistake by the teenage girl at the till.
âWhy donât you learn how to fâŠâŠg count before you take up a job, you stupid câŠâ
Shouts the woman.
The poor girl burst into tears, the insulter was out the door before I could get me hands on a security man,
We felt so sorry for the poor girl, her whole day ruined by one ignorant nasty bitch, whatâs wrong with some people?
Iâve noticed over the years that the worst thing you can call a proven liar isâA LIAR. Yet liar is not a swear word.
They go ape and make a laughing stock of themselves with rude verbal outbursts as a form of defence cover, lies to cover lies, I wonder why the truth hurts them so much?
Maybe thatâs why calling someone a âliarâ is not allowed in most of the Worlds Parliaments?.
I believe for most of them that the truth about themselves is often more harmful to their career than the lies? recent events seem to prove this, thankfully once a liar is proved to be a liar they are no longer trusted by decent people.
My favourite scene from âBilly Liarâ
dâya feel better now Jem after all that shoutin? - well just ya sit yaself down there me lad and Iâll make ya a nic cup of tea with a wee drop of Jamiesons ta go?? all that shoutin must have tired ya out? but heh itâs good to see ya comin into the office more often now these days?
Thatâs the trouble with Liars, they havenât got a clue about good honest embellishment.
isnât thatâs what thety do to egyptians mummies ?? - embellish them? after ripping out all their internal musical instruments?? mate of mine was always good with a lire - made a fortune out of telling tales as he sang? he also had a part-time job neuting camels - how did he do it ?? I hear you ask? - with two house bricks - made a terrible mess of his thumbs though? he was also quite good at the egyptian sand dance - shuffled an awful lot of it about in his time! - Iâll get me hat and coat and leave now!!
You wear a hat? I do like men in hats - proper hats, not these daft bedraggled things that hang shapeless on the head. A good old fashioned hat with a brim.
I sure do, and thanks Gummy.
Politicians are only good for slagging off, thatâs about the only satisfaction the public get for having themâŠgiving âem a good slagginâ provides amusement for all the Joe and Jane Soaps of the world.
Iâve taken up drawing again and Iâm going through my cubic period at the moment.
Being of humble stock meself my first effort is that of the humble swagman, my model, a charming Australian actor whoâs doing a six weeks stint in the Abbey Theatre sat for me in the pub next door to the theatre. well he didnât actually sit, he stood in front of me at a table smiling with a pint in his hand (not Fosters by the way, but Smithwickâs, that great Irish ale).
Very hard to catch a square smile you know, square ears are a bit tricky too.
Unfortunately I had to get a bit tanked up to gather the courage to ask him to pose, so donât blame me if it not perfect, but as they say God loves a trier.
I donât think Iâll try that again though, not as easy as it looks, , might move on to a blue period instead, so be prepared for a forthcoming treat.
Hey Spitty, why donât you have a go a drawing a cubic e/bike?
Donât draw me into this idle chitter chatter, Time is better spent with the simple honest folks.
simple honest who canât find much of that these days everyones trying to make a fast buck - most of mine of been medium to medium rare - if yaâve never tried a slice of fresh roo meat from one still hangin on the tree after skinnin and drainin and ate around a simple fire ya havenât lived - they just seem to jump straight down the throat. there was a jolly swag man sat by a billybong under the shade of a coolabah tree etc etc - sing among yaselves !!
there was a time when this thread was never leisurely at all it was a cauldron ; a maelstrom ; a boxing ring ; a fencing arena ; a Dublin pub on a Friday night?? - go back and read the accounts they will make your hair curl and eyebrows frizzle!! - it was fast and furious sometimes kindly and always fun. I put it down to just about five guys and the odd gal - [they were very odd gals in those days!] who appeared in the cosmos at the same time ; blew into existence and kept blowing each other apart. Reading leisurely from the beginning is fun. I doubt whether that chemical combination would ever occur in another century - it was magic and we who remain just cannot light enough sparks to show you what it was all about. We just know what it felt like and I think we miss it still??
It sounds like you do miss it, GummyâŠand it does sound so much fun. Things change, people changeâŠmaybe some new folk coming in will bolster the fire?
I hate going shopping with the wife, but lately I have accompanied her several times as the supermarket she uses most has a brand of Port that I have taken a fancy to.
I was surprised to see how the âsmallâ items have crept up in price, 12 cents on a packet of Mikado biscuits, 20 cents on a tube of toothpaste, 10 cents on a small box of pepper, etcâŠ
âThe Time Has Comeâ (as we all knew it would)
âThe time has come,â the Walrus said,
To talk of many things:
Of shoes â and ships â and sealing-wax â
Of cabbages â and kings.
(Lewis Carroll)
The time has come, the chancellor said,
To pay for may things
For masks⊠and⊠gownsâŠand bankrupt towns
And office party flings.
(Jem)
Ah well, just smile and cough up cos itâs goinâ to last a long time.
Hereâs a reminder of my modest tampering with that poem, for those who missed it the first time I posted it.
âWe have eaten all the oysters,â
the Carpenter proclaimed.
The Walrus looked around to see
no single one remained.
âThey were so plump and tasty, though,
we hardly can be blamed.â
.
The Walrus and the Carpenter
walked off along the sand,
then all at once they noticed they
were walking hand in hand.
Although, as to the reason why,
they did not understand.
.
And then the Walrus turned to speak,
but knew not what to say.
Perhaps a word or two about
the strangeness of their day.
âIâm worried,â said the Carpenter,
âI think we might be gay.â
.
âThatâs not so bad,â the Walrus said,
âin fact, it might be fun.â
âLetâs stop right here upon the sand
And make love in the sun.
But when he turned to face his friend,
The Carpenter had gone. ⊠⊠âŠ
nice one Harbal - keep em comin! spittie will be around soon I can hear that put put put put of some sort of machine??