that’s got to be wrong, the weekend cannot have gone by so swiftly. You can quote me, Monday to Friday will choke me and only the weekend can save me…
Daily Archives: October 13, 2019
Baby
and you’re frightened to cross the road, got to cry to mummy to take your hand and ease that load, you’re then a teenager with the rage upon you and the girls who… …but the moral compass point the way and middle age makes its mark, you stay indoors and don’t go out after dark…
What crisis?
Panic? do you think we should? or perhaps we could bail out whilst doing a tailspin, topspin, backflip, but let’s skip the histrionics and be dynamic still about to panic even as they explain it to me…
Dim and distant
A mental aberration or just needs social interaction? notes on the bedboard, somewhere, sometime in a locked ward, forwarded to casualty because there’s nothing wrong with me that a little touch of TLC can’t cure…
Sending out an SMS
It sounds like jingle bells out there or it could be hell’s bells or maybe the belle’s of St Trinians did a bell fall? or if it fell would a fire go out in the Amazon? he goes on a bit doesn’t he and it’s Sunday, don’t we get a day off from this? ha,…
