im with billy connoly on this question.. england should have the theme tune to the archers…
dum di dum di dum di dum
dum di diddlee dee de.
AAhh..weird and wonderful synchronicity. We listen avidly to The Archers in this household..usually the Sunday omnibus.
AnywaystoAmbridge..during the fitful sleeping hours of last night..I dreamt I was in the kitchen at Brookfield, having Christmas dinner with David and Ruth and the rest of the clan. I was dressed only in a green wooly scarf wrapped round my neck, across my breasts and tied at the back, and was in a heated debate with David Archer because I wouldn’t eat turkey and then refused to sing God Save The Queen when the auld monarch appeared on the telly cunningly disguised as Eddie Izzard.
Then I woke up.
The english can shove their anthem up their bo diddlies. We Scots have pretty much adopted FLOWER OF SCOTLAND as our own.
was that marylinn with the bombay accent by any chance ? im sure i have had her ! was speaking to Esme only the other day about this, I had NO bother till my daighter got baby pics did at the hospital. she gave my name and address and phone number !!! and now im inudated with those callers. ya answer phone and silence,,then ya hear the click of an automated recording. GRRRRR .. when my daughter was filling in the info needed she gave my christian name as surname, so its a pure giveaway when i hear.. ” hello meeeses lesley this is….” STAB !
Im a bit grumpy masel today, came oput in sympathy with shazza and got toothache in a crown ! was up at 3 am for anadin/ibrofufen played a few games and went back at 5.30 am.. 7 am the stone cutters were in next door to neighbours extension ! fook me i thought my walls were coming in ! the toothache is gone though, but i feel like i have a hangover, and i didnt have a drink last night !
bastirds :)
Awww (((((Rubes))))
Y’know back in the day when I partook of a wee tincture I would often suffer hangovers so severe that I lost all five senses and had to be dangled out of a top floor window in a strong wind to recover at least one of ’em….terror!
Howsoever, as a teetotaller, I can get the same effect by simply staying up all night on nothing stronger than ginger beer lite.
Ergo, the hangover is not the result of overly imbibing in alcohol..but of not getting to bed before the witching hour with a good book and a bad man! :twisted:
And so what was well
Never shall be.
Again, unnatural day.
Night seemed certain at least,
Yet the chrome cemetary grey
Wrought no steel, no twilight mechanism
To soothe too soon a finality.
Huge singular tear pool from your eye
Like a clear blood (my blood) splashing,
Crashing into the plain normality of your shoe.
For all that was then seems strange fabric –
That something else from me again,
Your sullen little brother again –
My head bowed with speech defeated,
As we stared, sunken at the grave of childhood.
Oh I only have this!
I have only this!
Plough all knowing from my path,
For too shrill is the music.
Too cold the breath mist on the mirror.
Too freakish is the faith sequence,
Too manic the extant lull of acceptance.
Let Saviours come with the wherewithal
Or lets beaches boil their oceans bare,
Bleached to the naked physic.
Let Gods and science alike get fucked to their high heavens
And finally feel the angry earth batter
Every aspiration of an age!
Rape, lay waste the hard and sensitive tragedy.
Scream with innocence the death of Adam’s fall,
For too often we call Human!
Too oft administer all
To the assembled accident of the ammoniacal soup.
Nor shall the wavering cross of conscious and conscience
In some form of healing hour longer be.
No.
Let sickness itself,
Yet another bastard born of us
Suckle from it’s whore mother of retention,
Time.
Then, let it be.
For what more must it make
To break the hate music now,
Born from Requiems then?
Unnatural ways.
For all comes after the past.
After the past is gone.
Amen
A stunning, salvific work of sheer shining brilliance!
I heard Leon Jackson’s new single yesterday.
He won the X Factor last year but it’s pretty obvious he hasn’t really got the X Factor at all.
He never did have it and never will.
I’m sorry to upset the jocks reading this but there you go.
For me the “X Factor” is a certain something in your persona that turns heads.
Something that makes you different from the rest.
Call it charisma .. call it whatever you want.
Does anyone in JC have it?
You ask that in the presence of the splendiferous Esmeralda? You need a good throttlin’, boy! :wink:
Ah, Esme, if wit, charm, intelligence and the ability to beguile is the “X” factor then you do, indeed, have it in spades.
Stephen
Why, thank you, my velvety-voiced darling mannie….
rite id admit it IM EFFIN GRUMPY AS… 7am this mornin the phone wiZ ringin, i answered first…. ‘ hello its marilynn may I spk to the home owner…. i replied ur speakin… now eff off, its 7am if u phone again ill hunt u doon and wack ya with my stick..!!
imagine ringin at that time..!!! i just got to effin sleep at 5am..!!! since then we’ve have 5 other calls, those recorded voice 1’s..!!! how the eff do they get a number which is ex-directory..!!!!
I know you reckon you’re grumpy, Mary, but I think you’re a wee ray of sunshine. You always make me laugh..yon episode wi’ the mobile phone in your steak pie had me howling Ye’ve a braw sense o’ humour! :P
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