I was sitting at the end of the bar at the edge of a noisy crowd. An old wooden coat stand stood behind me with a stuffed monkey’s head on top like the fairy on a Christmas tree. One of the gang left and came back suddenly, having forgotten his coat. He rummaged fruitlessly on… Continue reading …and it suddenly became a 3-legged cat drinking coconut milk through a straw…
Mother Hen had been in charge of the poultry farm for many years. She’d worked hard to be Top Clucker, as she was known. She had once been penned in, on a closed farm that few people could see inside, until one day someone managed to knock a piece of wall down and Mother Hen… Continue reading Mother Hen and the Splinter Turkeys
Hello Tux, thanks for coming in and sitting on me. Your feet are cold. How long have you been here now ? Two years or so. Yes, sir. And before that ? I was sleeping rough for a while , …wasn’t a good period of my life, sir…and I did some things of which I’m… Continue reading Tux has an Interim Appraisal
I type with a day and half left on my short term contract in my latest job. I have been here for just over 3 months and it has moved from an initial stress level ( as you would expect for new job starting) of 9/10 to one of comfort and understanding. I have more… Continue reading Pondering on getting to know your work colleagues
........... maybe you do too. For my international readers, here's one of the funniest men in Britain ...... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uv2fVaHSISw&feature=youtube_gdata_player
Renewed and invigorated, spurred on by significant dates, driven to use today as a watershed. Resolved. Hungover. Last year saw just 19 new posts – that’s not really trying, is it ?! Yet, approximately 15,000 hits. We just like the old stuff, huh ? So, new year, new resolutions, trusty hangover cure. Last year’s earnings… Continue reading And we’re off ………….
We have a tiny alarm clock, fashioned in Japan, which tinkles at the allotted hour at such a pitch that it can only be heard by local dogs and Mrs. Monkey. I might be falling into the arms of some olive-skinned beauty or wrestling a cream cake in the shape of a giant sausage from… Continue reading How to see the future ……
It was a bright cold Spring afternoon and I had to get some practice done. I should’a been working but my fingers were going soft and that’s not a good place to be, if you know what I mean. I’d swung through “Danny Boy” fifteen times when my concentration was busted by my door bell… Continue reading Kempsford Confidential….
I’m always intrigued by the names that rock bands call themselves. There’s the “Trying to be clever” name – The The- Everything Everything (sorry guys, you’re gonna come unstuck Googling this). Then there’s the creative clever name – Everything but the Girl – My Morning Jacket. There are those names that are just good fun… Continue reading What’s in a name ? Just about everything it seems
Ah, the art of conversation... I pause while we all recall a memorable evening of conviviality and erudition................... Ahead of the game for the week, I thought I would pop down the pub for a Friday lunchtime drink just in case Computer John was in. Computer John works from home, and, after a hard week… Continue reading The Art of Conversation, it’s your responsibility………