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    Clement Freud was a Liberal MP, writer and TV personality, and related to media figure Emma and they all part of the great Doctor’s family I believe. But you had to be born like ages ago to know that. :lol:

    watched a programme on Humphrey Lyttleton recently, what amazing energy right to the end.

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    #395449

    @bassingbourne55 wrote:

    Further evidence of my theory posted above, fresh from the BBC News website – Tory MP Damien Green says he was told by police he could face life imprisonment if convicted of leaking government secret.

    http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk_politics/8003534.stm

    ’tis madness.

    Everybody has these stories of over-reaction. Last week an 11 year old boy had four policemen knock on his door. He had called a classmate ‘Gay’ in an e-mail. But kids have been using this term for donkeys and by it they mean ‘Naff’ not ‘Homosexual’. Surely there should be a teacher or childrens social worker present in this kind of situation – someone who can translate for Mr Plod.

    Which proves that the English language evolves a lot faster than the authorities can sort out their wasteful operational methods, which will include having to attend a hearing as the parents have made a complaint and imagine the paperwork now involved.

    Public Service department think they can run things like a business and use buzzwords like ‘Internal Market’ and ‘Consumers’ but it’s all rather a load of round-shaped fingys really.
    On our money.

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    #395436

    ello brown bear Happy One geezer

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    #383849

    Before Play

    One shuts one eye
    Peers into oneself into every corner
    Looks at oneself to see there are no spikes no thieves
    No cuckoo’s eggs

    One shuts the other eye too
    Crouches then jumps
    Jumps high high high
    To the top of oneself

    Thence one drops by one’s own weight
    For days one drops deep deep deep
    To the bottom of one’s abyss

    He who is not smashed to smithereens
    He who remains whole and gets up whole
    He plays

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    #383848

    The Nail

    One be the nail another the pincers
    The others are workmen

    The pincers grip the nail by the head
    Grip him with their teeth with their hands
    And tug him tug

    To get him out of the floor
    Usually they only pull his head off
    It’s hard to get a nail out of a floor

    Then the workmen say
    The pincers are no good
    They smash their jaws and break their arms
    And throw them out of the window

    After that someone else be the pincers
    Someone else the nail
    The others are workmen

    #383847

    Hide-and-Seek

    Someone hides from someone
    Hides under his tongue
    He looks for him under the earth

    He hides in his forehead
    He looks for him in the sky

    He hides in his forgetting
    He looks for him in the grass

    Looks for him looks
    Where doesn’t he look for him
    And looking for him loses himself

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    #383846

    The Rose Thieves

    Someone be a rose tree
    Some be the wind’s daughters
    Some the rose thieves

    The rose thieves creep up on the rose tree
    One of them steals a rose
    Hides it in his heart

    The wind’s daughters appear
    See the tree stripped of its beauty
    And give chase to the rose thieves

    Open up their breasts one by one
    In some they find a heart
    In some so help me none

    They go on opening up their breasts
    Until they uncover one heart
    And in that heart the stolen rose

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    #383845

    He

    Some bite off the others’
    Arm or leg or whatever

    Take it between their teeth
    Run off as quick as they can
    Bury it in the earth

    The others run in all directions
    Sniff search sniff search
    Turns up all the earth

    If any are lucky enough to find their arm
    Or leg or whatever
    It’s their turn to bite

    The game goes on briskly

    As long as there are arms
    As long as there are legs
    As long as there is anything whatever

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    #383844

    The Seed

    Someone sows someone
    Sows him in his head
    Stamps the earth down well

    Waits for the seed to sprout

    The seed hollows out his head
    Turns it into a mouse hole
    The mice eat the seed

    They drop dead

    The wind comes to live in the empty head
    And gives birth to chequered breezes

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    #394086

    very belated happy returns rose x xx

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