The day I want to bake some bread You’ll be the first to know Were you confused that time I said I need to make more dough? And should I wish to buy a goat Around the holidays Feel free to name it but take note I'd like it honey-glazed. A scented candle lets me … Continue reading Loco Motives
I wouldn’t write whilst drunk Because those thoughts we’ve often thunk Mixed with suspicions we’ve distilled Much like one's drink, ought not be spilled
The day before The Night BeforeThe office turned into a storeWith gifts galore from Santa’s stockAt lunchtime, right on one o’clock A furtive glance across the roomAs someone tried to wrap perfumeA figure hunched behind a fern(the new girl had a lot to learn) A friend will cough to help a mateDisguise the sound of … Continue reading Secret Santa
My gran’s runs two teapots(this tends to make her wee lots)Her good one goes out on displayThe other she keeps tucked awayWhen visitors decide to callThe posh pot serves them, one and allDispensing cups of Earl of GreyFrom her brushed-silver serving tray A person shouldn’t trivialiseA ritual so civilised When Elsie Burns, who lives next … Continue reading Alcohol On You Later
Turned on the radio to discover the media have named today Panic Saturday. Spotting an opportunity, I asked a friend recently diagnosed with acute anxiety if she would like to accompany me into town in the hope we might qualify for free parking. Thirty minutes later Cynthia and I were pulling into a reserved space … Continue reading No Room For The Unstable
