The vows

  When you want to know when it offends when you ask   Listen. can you hear me floating   I am sometime in somewhere and where I don’t know don’t want to be here yet don’t want to go.   can you only hear me when you’re near me?   I can hear your…

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Forgotten lines

Tesco’s jammed Asda’s rammed Sainsbury’s dropping like ham off the bone I’m heading home to the market town getting down with the real stuff. I hope the still’s still there and breathing steam into the cold night air well you’ve got to have a tipple or two, you.. (..they should have put that in Oliver)…

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Snowdrop mountains

It was the night before the night before the day that we were waiting for, lots more time to sit and wonder what it was that Santa had hid under his belt, anyway the day would come and we’d get up to have that fun and dad would say, ooh how nice, dark rum, even though…

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Christmas is just Woolworth’s for Christians

Pretty baubles that dangle, a Babyliss that untangles  the knots in your hair not a bible anywhere (unless they’re sold under the counter) and the packaging they wrap things in if they wrap things up at all tied up in another knot with string from a giant ball. I’ve seen a sight or two or three…

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That time of year

plum pudding looks good in a custardy coat beer, brandy and for the alcohol free lemonade shandy It’s great that Jesus was born in December the January sales wouldn’t work in September which leads me to think this plan was thought out and that’s what those three wise men are about, but while the turkeys…

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Fiddlesticks

Rudolph is stuck to the roof tiles Father asleep on the chair Santa is having some egg nog Mother is doing her hair, the children are all on the iPad something that I never had, all I ever got was Scalextric and that used to drive me quite mad. All the mince pies and the…

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Sick note

Down in snowman school where they learn how not to melt, well what fool goes in there? ‘Not I,’ I hear the snowball say, but as I watch the snowball trickles trickles effortlessly deathly which don’t ‘alf depress me away. So snowmen go to school and learn how to melt with dignity, a touch of…

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The dead letter box

It was not about the wise men or Bethlehem or gifts of gold or old spice aftershave or who if anyone at all could save the most. jesus was hijacked, painted white brought to the West and ‘Bob’s yer uncle’ the rest is history. His story being lost along the way. In the Kingdom of…

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Singalong a Santa

There will be homeless this Christmas, some not so old, There will be homeless this Christmas, out in the cold and there’ll be warmth and wine for some, that’s quite fine this Christmas. And while the Tories tell stories of pixies and elves there will be beggars on Broadway who talk to themselves, this Christmas…

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Black Friday

Trip over the feet of the man at ‘Marks’, fast asleep in the doorway, a pretence of a lay-by on a street where the days fly away a cardboard canopy for cover, we don’t know how lucky we are. Familiar sounds of the family around me, turkey and the trimmings, brimming with joy toys for…

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