Overcooked…

Posted on May 22, 2019 by Sue Vincent

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A trip acoss the border into Scotland we had planned,
We dreamed, anticipating, for the day was close at hand,
I wrote about it at the time, excitement unabashed…
Until disaster chose to strike and all our plans were dashed.

With one exploding coffee pot that melted cloth and skin,
Once bandaged like a mummy, disappointment settled in.
The trip was off, we couldn’t go, with me half burned alive…
And, till I was unmummified, I really couldn’t drive.

Now, Scotland once again is calling to the northward road;
I’m being so damned careful in and out of my abode
That you would be forgiven if you thought I was neurotic…
The trouble is I didn’t count on this antibiotic…

I flit from shade to shadow as the sun, I’m told, will burn,
How badly, I decided, I was not prepared to learn.
I wear long sleeves and cover up and plaster on the lotion
And when I have to go outside, I keep myself in motion.

But what with ponds and awkward sons requiring transportation
And sunny days with temperatures exceeding expectation,
And windscreens that will magnify the rays on hands and head…
Regardless of precautions, I am now a beetroot red.

My fingers have gone scarlet where I hold the steering wheel,
They were mostly protected by the sunblock, so they’ll heal.
I’ll pass the crimson cheekbones off as just a healthy glow,
The nose would rival Rudolph’s, though, and that’s a nasty blow.

I really couldn’t help it…I have done my best to hide,
But duty called and so we had to go out for a ride,
I pushed the wheelchair through the sun, tried not to stay out long,
“Your toes look like chorizo,” said my son. He wasn’t wrong.

It had been warm this morning and so when I had to choose,
I’d opted for my sandals, being cooler than my shoes,
And though I spread the sunblock on my hands and face and nose…
I never even thought about applying it to toes!

Now the offending articles protruding from my feet
Too well resemble sausages, far too well-done to eat,
The blistered skin refuses shoes and may reject the floor,
My mismanaged appendages are really awful sore.

The die is cast; I knew the score you’ll say, it serves me right…
And I will have to hide by day and just go out at night.
So take a tip from me next time the summer sun you greet…
Apply the sunblock lavishly… and don’t forget your feet!

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue  passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
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57 Responses to Overcooked…

  1. Michael says:
    May 22, 2019 at 06:55

    Ha funny…well the poem not the burning or coffee pot or trip ruination…😂

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  2. willowdot21 says:
    May 22, 2019 at 07:14

    Oh! Sue this is such a clever poem. But I am so sorry to hear about your poor feet. Lots of after sun should help. I do hope you are better very soon. I think you will have to have a day light strike until you finish the tablets. Get well !! 💜💜💜

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  3. jenanita01 says:
    May 22, 2019 at 07:59

    Isn’t it about time that they create medication that doesn’t do more harm than good?
    It might be after the horse has bolted, so to speak, but what you needed was a very big hat!

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  5. Mary Smith says:
    May 22, 2019 at 10:23

    Felt I shouldn’t ‘Like’ this as it does spund very painful – but it’s such a funny poem. Hope the sausage toes feel better soon.

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  6. Alli Templeton says:
    May 22, 2019 at 10:25

    Oh poor you! How you can create such a superb, lyrical creation from such a hideous time I’ll never know. You’re amazing. I really do feel for you, and very much hope you can get the feet and other burnt appendages under control soon. I’ll keep my fingers crossed for some cooler, cloudier weather to come. In the meantime, I’m thinking of you and sending you all my good wishes. 🙂

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  7. ksbeth says:
    May 22, 2019 at 11:29

    glad you were able to smile at it all, and push on –

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  8. D. Wallace Peach says:
    May 22, 2019 at 14:31

    Sue, your poor toes. That medication sounds downright dangerous unless you’re mummified (again). A clever poem, but I couldn’t help wincing. Ouch!

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  9. Darlene says:
    May 22, 2019 at 16:24

    Oh my. I hope your toes will be better soon. A cute poem. XO

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  10. Chiru says:
    May 22, 2019 at 17:16

    That’s funny

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  11. robbiesinspiration says:
    May 22, 2019 at 17:41

    I remember going to Durban once, Sue, it is very hot there in the summer. My dad sat on the beach in shorts for 20 minutes and he burned his legs so badly he couldn’t walk. The sun is very strong and dangerous. I never to in it at all.

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  12. Marilyn Armstrong says:
    May 22, 2019 at 20:09

    The first time I went to Arizona, I bought — for the first time EVER since we were going in the hottest month of the year (plane fares are cheap in August) — very fine Indian long-sleeved shirts. They weigh nothing, look nice, and protect you from the sun. NOW all you need is a hat with a nice, wide brim! Have you considered cotton gloves while you drive? You can take them off when you get where you are going and just stuff them in your pockets. As a serious burner, I have learned to cope. I’ve been torched driving in Garry’s convertible — I told him he was going to get a car with a roof or I was going to cut off my hair which in those years was a real threat (the wind from the convertible turned it to eight million tiny pixie knots). I was seared while WEARING teeshirt in the water in Haiti. And burned while walking across a parking lot in Israel. People used to comment that I really HAD picked the wrong country.

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    • Sue Vincent says:
      May 22, 2019 at 21:00

      I tend to wear sleeves too…and love Indian cotton. I have been wearing gloves, sleeves and socks…and sweltering… and I d have a big floppy hat. Not that it goes with the working clothes 😉

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  13. Widdershins says:
    May 23, 2019 at 01:07

    Well … that sucks! 😦

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  14. Eliza Waters says:
    May 23, 2019 at 01:48

    Sue, you really do suffer for your art! Hope you have lots of Aloe vera to slather on your poor feet.

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  15. Adele Marie says:
    May 25, 2019 at 17:23

    Oh, no, Sue, I hope it isn’t too sore on your toeses. xxx

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  16. noelleg44 says:
    May 31, 2019 at 14:31

    The upside is that you got your vitamin D dose! Sorry about the feet – I’ve done that too, which is why I wear shoes and not sandals if I am going to be out on a really sunny day. I’m already tan from swimming outside – but try to do it later in the afternoon when there’s shade on the water.

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  17. Jonathan Caswell says:
    June 27, 2019 at 01:11

    Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
    UPROARIOUSLY FUNNY—AT LEAST TO ME! ❤

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