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Nurses.

Eight days in hospital is a long time to watch.  There’s not a lot else you can do if you’re not up to reading but hooked up to bottles and drip stands. I had pipes up my nose and everywhere … Continue reading

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Inarticulacy.

Inarticulacy, or as I like to think of it, inarticularcy, is its own thingummy jig. If you arse around with the words, which slip, fugitive from your whatsit, (holding with the hands and fingers, begins with rasp) the results are … Continue reading

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Competency.

Have you ever woken up, knowing what was wrong?  Or right? I don’t mean in the normal excessively late middle age things of having a sense of which bits have dropped off in the night, assuming, that is, that you’ve … Continue reading

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Learning and that

This is the second time I have written the introduction to this post, because I have lost it somewhere in the computer, which rather proves my point.  I can see a draft of it, written in strange symbols but have … Continue reading

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Dangerous days out for the elderly.

On Friday it was my birthday.  I was old. Nevertheless it was decided that we would venture from the building, go somewhere else and return in celebration.  A little bottle of something fizzy was put in the fridge in case … Continue reading

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2 day

Today is two,It is Two dayTwo day two youIn any wayRead two or froA palindromeTwo two 0 goingAnd coming home. Two is the numberOn Toosday two,A day for meA day for youTwo do what weWould like two doChoose carefullyIt’s up … Continue reading

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Careers Advice.

The new Head, opening his study,Said, ‘Welcome to you, Mr Toddy,Mrs Toddy put your bodyIn this chair. There is no need to appraise me,You really can’t surprise me,I already recognise whyYou both are here. I assume that Toddy JuniorIs why … Continue reading

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Digging for rhymes.

Alexander PopeWent to buy some ropeThe shop was closed,“Would that I’d knowsedI’ll have to use string, I supposeOr else, give up all hope.” Pope Xander AWent to buy some hayThe empty barnWas huge and warmHe snored inside it until dawnAnd … Continue reading

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Housewives Real Treasure–New Year edition.

Angelica here!  May I be the first to wish you a Happy New Year. Here at HRT we are very excited by the donation of a camera phone.  Jackie Biscuit, our cookery editor is still in Dubai, but her teenage … Continue reading

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A Monday morning in midwinter.

Walking Charlie the cockerpoo in the park,John is dancing to get warm in the dark,He taps away his chills in code,Fleet of foot and pointy toed.Freezing breezes fluff his hair,He hopes he looks like Fred Astaire. Further over, on the … Continue reading

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