Swipe right, I’m sure all contacts gone, No first date nerves, no sly ‘C’mon’ She’s got the app, she must be game! I’ll just swipe left, they’re all the same. A common thread connects our ‘likes’ We love outdoors and mountain bikes, To take long walks and catch the sun Whilst holding hands and having … More Swipe Right
To sleep, by chance to waste the day To lay in bed and dream away, to feel the downey soft duvet, that’s what I really want. Let’s make believe, those dragons fought, what lessons from our mentor taught? I need a gun, now there’s a thought. I think that’s what i want. But cast out … More Tell me what you want.
Another day, another… something, I don’t know. Just make the end of that sentence up if you want, or, if you don’t want, don’t bother. No seriously, do as you please. It seems every fucker else on this god forsaken planet does!!! Walkers, old people, kids, car drivers, bus drivers, dogs, cats, bees, wasps. You … More A Bird in the Whatsit
Strap in guys. This is a serious one today. People who put things inside kids, abuse? Of course it it. Sick fucks who propel the internet looking for Child Porn. Peodophiles who hang around schools and playgrounds (when they haven’t any kids of their own….but sometimes they have) it’s not confined to men of course. … More What is abuse?
Get OFF the road you old bastards…..pedestrians, cyclists, drivers, joggers, wheelchair users…….get the fuck off. A word to the wise…… If you’re old and infirm, don’t hope that I’ll stop. If your not at a crossing, you’re getting run down. As your wizened old eyes stick to stalks as they pop You’ll relies it’s a … More Kids in Bancock! (Or euthanasia)
No seriously, I shouldn’t myself last night when I heard the distinctive crack of a rifle being discharged somewhere around my flat. But then again, I did think the camp was being invaded back in 2007 when a load of fireworks nearly scared me to death! So I suppose it wasn’t really a gunshot, but … More Suns out! Guns out???
Pretty ominous title isn’t it? But you know, text CAN be read in many different ways can’t it! Literally, as in, it’s true. NOT everything in this garden is rosy. There may be trees, grass, a shed or a gate. OR figuratively, like my life is a garden and not everything is beautiful and pleasing. … More Not everything in this garden is rosy
Empty streets, I walk around to find somewhere for food. The cafes, clubs and restaurants are all closed! That’s no good. If I want a roll, or slice, there’s plenty scope for that. But no! I want a full English. I crave the bacon fat. So, up and down I wander calm, all free from … More Morning in Durham
Yes it’s been a while (again) but lots of things have occurred in this life of mine, some good, some crap, but none bad. (Makes a change) anyhoo! The weather is on the turn …again. From ‘beast of the East’ to ‘the sun having fun’ around to ‘Windy Cindy’ (I just made that last one … More Rick (with a silent ‘P’)
It’s been ages, and I means AGES since I was last here in the Drift Cafe at creswell. My how it’s changed! Filled with grey hair everywhere, old men in Lycra, old wimmin in hairnets and brace hardy souls outside in the cold (it’s been warmer I can tell you) in, out, in the throng … More Back at the Drift