Without any apology I traced my genealogy In hope I’d find an entry Replete with well-heeled gentry. Perhaps a Duke without an heir Yet to bequeath his titled lair Or better yet a Duchess Who’d hold me in her clutches. I dreamed of billionaire tycoons Who sipped and supped from silver spoons Whose present state … Continue reading Branch Locator
I have a dog; his name is Spark Who sometimes takes me to the park Where we enjoy an evening stroll I feed the ducks; he’s on patrol. An old pro, Spark knows all the tricks From playing dead to fetching sticks His latest one involves a scheme Which gets him loads of free ice … Continue reading Game of Cones
My mother was a medical professional who worked long hours. When she came home in the evenings her day didn’t end there because she would then make supper, help us with our homework, do laundry, iron, wait up for my father to return home from work, etc. It wasn’t until I was older that I … Continue reading Maximum Overload
I don’t remember what I woreOr who sat next to meI don’t remember who cried moreOr who came just to see I don’t remember hymns they playedOr readings that were readI don’t remember which ones saidThat you weren’t really dead I just remember how you lookedWhen you slept next to meThe Sunday dinners that you … Continue reading Soup For One
Today the Queen turns ninety-four Her subjects wish her many more Except the heir, on bended knee Who hoped she'd go at ninety-three
Old King Henry had six wivesWhose days were full of dreadFor most of them led tragic livesThen often wound up dead.Catherine of AragonTo whom he first proposedCould not produce a princely sonSo he said Adios!Then Anne Boleyn, closer to homeDemanded that they wedSo Henry cut off ties with RomeAnd then cut off her head.Poor Jane … Continue reading Dirty Harry
After work I thought I'd venture into Manchester to check out the city's annual Mardi Gras shenanigans. Caught up in the spirit of goodwill, I ditched the 4x4 and opted instead for public transport to help save the Himalayan Poop Bat which, I've been told by my 16 year old niece, is hunted to make … Continue reading Party Bigwig
I’ve got two mutts who sniff the buttsOf dogs whom they don’t knowBut what is worse and quite perverseThis passes for Hello!Imagine if we all did thisWhen meeting someone newIf that’s hello I'd like to knowHow one would say Adieu!
The Sussexes have moved abroadTo start their lives anewHer Majesty had thought it odd They'd given her no clue.While chess has always been aboutThe move that's unforeseenNo pawn has ever taken outA well-defended queen.
Randomly flicking through the TV channels I happened upon a show called ‘Child Genius’, a programme whose aim is to discover which children in Britain have never been allowed to climb a tree, drink Fanta and make friends their own age. Contestants range in age from 8 - 12 in Earth years and from what … Continue reading Ante Establishment