Emjay has a good thread about crop circles, wherever they come from be it here or the heavens I think they are lovely to look at, might chance me arm a making one meself some fine night.:-)
Crop circles are top of the rank
Whether crafted by Aliens or made with a plank
You have to admit they look very nice
But God help the little field mice
So next time you have nothing to do
Take a rope and a plank with you
Off to the fields in the middle of the night
Don’t forget a torch to give you some light
Round in rings you go for a couple of hours
Be careful not to disturb the cornflowers
Job completed wrap the rope round a tree
Climb to the top so you can see
If it turned out wrong what the heck
You can always put the rope around your neck
When your satisfied sit down on the grass
But don’t let the stalks puncture your ass.
watched a Singaporean ‘artist in residence’ on TV flying all over Singapore by helicopter [doesn’t take long] taking shots of the symmetry of buildings and gardens from the air - amazing artistry - but the Singaporeans were always too neat and tidy!
I had to slip out to the pub earlier to deliver an old dress ring I repaired for a friend of the wife’s sister. the two of them were waiting for me there, I had almost forgotten about it, anyway when I saw this woman I was quite taken aback, she was beautiful!, about 5’5” in height, slim but not skinny, Beautiful legs in a sky blue knee length skirt topped by a snow white blouse, everything in the right places nothing dangling or falling off, and a blond head of hair in the Marilyn Monroe style of the 50’s, she was 65, proud of her age and not shy about telling anyone. When I gave her the ring she was delighted and she bent over the table and gave me a big kiss. Now I’m not the shy type usually but you could have lit a cigarette off me face I blushed so much, and the big cheer from the usual suspects in the bar didn’t help one bit. After a very quick pint I left the pub on cloud nine, I think I’m in love, can’t wait for a few more repairs from her.
The only triangle I was involved in was the one I played in the scouts tin whistle band.
Gumbud my dear fellow, I was just surprised to see a women of her years looking so attractive without resorting to drum stretch plastic surgery, a la Joan Collins, she was very natural with the minimum amount of makeup, maybe it’s something to do with her diet, maybe some women are just taking longer to age, or it could be just the Guinness she seems to enjoy so much, I don’t know, but who cares she was gorgeous to look at. Put another way, if I was single and 30 I would still find her very attractive.
Yes I read that episode of yours Mups, and was not surprised, a fine girl like yourself would turn any man’s eye, but your chap was only a young fella this was a pensioner although you’d never know it, she had a real posh voice, something came up about windows and the way she said “Putty” was ever so sexy, ohhh it’s still ringing in me ears.
But there is always a price to pay for every moment of pleasure you get in this life, the wife’s sister Maisie was on the phone to Phyllis and told her the whole story, I was accused of “Recklessly kissing old pensioners in the local” she made me feel like some sort of pervert, and that’s the thanks I get for doing her sisters friend a favour, didn’t even charge her for the repair job, although to her credit she did buy me a pint.
Gumbud my dear fellow, I was just surprised to see a women of her years looking so attractive without resorting to drum stretch plastic surgery, a la Joan Collins, she was very natural with the minimum amount of makeup, maybe it’s something to do with her diet, maybe some women are just taking longer to age, or it could be just the Guinness she seems to enjoy so much, I don’t know, but who cares she was gorgeous to look at. Put another way, if I was single and 30 I would still find her very attractive.
“me thinks thou douth protest too much” McBeth Act 1 Scene II - Shakespeare - shake a leg Jem!!
I have been to a bbq today staged by my youngest daughter (now 32). They must have spent hundreds of £££s on food; they do like to do things well. I paid 15k for their wedding in 2008.
Anyway, I have decided to join a political movement… Lord David (Screaming ) Sutch. has passed on so the MRLP aka THE MONSTER RAVING LOONY PARTY has spluttered on to extinction, so they’re out of my tick list.
What’s on my tick list you ask?
In no particular order, as they say on tv.
Candidates for my support should be honest, hardworking, diligent, prudent, a polymath, informed and passionate about
the common people and their plight.
Education & the people’s health his/her rallying call.
Notice I have slipped from the “PARTY” to the “CANDIDATE”.
I vote for the person not the party. With the right person in each borough, the right government will emerge.
I seem to have meandered from BBQ to B&Q.
If I was the llate Alistaire Cooke I would have gathered up all the components of this post & concluded it with a grand all encompassing ending.
Shame cos I am not he & I find al fresco dining a trial. My wheel chair gets stuck in the lawn, I dread having to pee, it’s upstairs, what a bugger it is.
Can I be frank? Despite all this I love being in the bosom of my family & their chosen partners, & wouldnt change anything, no nothing at all. I enjoy all the attention if truth be known.
I have been truly blessed in so many ways in my life.
I have a gripe, all is not well in Spitty’s world, but, that is par for the course, that gripe could be sorted, with a measure of Gripe Water, but that would be a temporary measure, it is best to wait for the Fireworks.
