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@jen_jen wrote:

Nope, I’ve gone through all my family, friends, their partners, everyone I can think of, but no Daves…a few Kevins though…

No David, Davie or Daividh?

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@jen_jen wrote:

If tinks is right, then happy birthday tintin xxxx

Ditto Tintin

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more doggerel

I thought I would dance, I thought I would sing
I confess to a malevolent uttering
Or two, or more, well more than four
But not one tenth as many as I thought would outpour

Even the day when they marked her departure
I said little or nothing about Margaret Thatcher
Spent most of the day in silent distraction
Wanting to give her scant recognition

She was a widow, a mum, a gran too
But a far different person to me and you
Her loved ones entitled to their private grief
Her much-vaunted “Freedom!” gives public release

The right to be, whether for or against her
“She divided opinion” we’re told, why not let her
In death, as in life leave a legacy not
Of just winners and losers, but action and thought?

You see

I don’t miss the milk – I was quite a fat lad
But the loss of a spirit I thought I once shared
With the land of my birth, the lasting sentiment
That we were all in it together – back then I thought it was meant

When she prayed to mend discord it didn’t ring true
And the dissonance jarred me, through and through
As she bound my heritage atop the mountain
On an altar to Mammon, her hand never staying

Even when voices called with unrecognised facts
“It need not be this way”, she still swung her axe
And instead of our matriarch, leading us on
Became the lost devil-child, killing the one

The common wealth that had redeemed our smeared past
Was clawed half away from us tight in her grasp
And in the twilight, we learned the cost
Of suspicion and selfishness ruling the roost

She was not the devil – though I’ve often said it
She was not the witch – although execrated
She was the prime mover of the 1980s
And left a bitterness which many have tasted

But she’s dead now, and I will continue to blame her
For the loss of a nation – or just in bleak humour
But far more important than my memory of that one
Is: When my time is over, what will I have done?

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Happy Birthday Helen xxxx

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Happy Birthday Taffy xxx

Rusty forgot his sandwiches and wet wipes before posting himself, so please open any large packages in the open air with flannel, soap, basin of water and a generous picnic adjacent.

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Happy Birthday Penny xxx

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Happy Birthday Rose

Glad the date didn’t stop your mum from believing it was real . . . . .

xxxxx

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@kent f OBE wrote:

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@rogue trader wrote:

su this as got to stop
please,please stop stalking me.

You can stalk me if you like :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

You want Cosy to stalk you?????

*calls for the men in white coats*

I need a roadie who works for free, I’ll pretend not to know what he’s really up to . . . . . .

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Happy Birthday Helen xxx

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@rogue trader wrote:

su this as got to stop
please,please stop stalking me.

You can stalk me if you like :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

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