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Category Archives: Humour
Songs for the seasonally challenged… II
To the tune of Christmas Alphabet… C is for the chestnuts that you didn’t get to roast H is for the hangover that you regret the most R is for the reindeer that you saw when you got high I … Continue reading
Songs for the seasonally challenged…
To the tune of ‘We Three Kings’… Dog and mistress suffering are, Fever-ridden, stuffed with catarrh… Snuffling, sneezing, Coughing, wheezing, Feeling quite under par… Oh…ohh… * Chorus: Got the lurgy, don’t feel great… Christmas chores are running late, Early … Continue reading
Tailor-made?
I’m surrounded by tall, slender women While I am quite short and have curves, And to see them all stylish and graceful… Well… sometimes it gets on your nerves. They can eat without thought when you’re dining, They take notice … Continue reading
Mi khazi es tu khazi*
I threw the shattered remains in the bin. It had been a simple accident, and if I could not replace it like for like, it could just as easily be replaced with something different and much more affordable that would … Continue reading
#writephoto regulars ~ Meet Geoff Le Pard
I asked the writephoto challenge regulars if they would like to come over and introduce themselves. Today we meet Geoff Le Pard who blogs at Tangental. Without those of you who write and read the pieces inspired by the weekly … Continue reading
Posted in Guest post, Humour, photo prompt, Poetry
Tagged adventure, author, Books, Douglas Adams, family, Larkin, memoirs, writing
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An invitation to #writephoto regulars… Introduce yourselves!
There are a good many writers who participate regularly in the weekly writephoto writing challenge here on the Daily Echo. We read your work… poetry, fiction, memoirs… but often know very little else about you unless we can find out … Continue reading
Posted in Blogging, Books, fantasy, fiction, Humour, photo prompt, Photography, Poetry
Tagged guest post, introductions, invitation, writephoto
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Physio…
“I will send you for X-rays,” the nice doctor said, “And for physio too while we wait. I’ll just make the appointment and get you booked in… Would you rather have early or late?” Which is why, as the dawn … Continue reading
Shades of (Soylent) Green…
“I thought this was part of making you well,” said my son. “I’m not sure pumping you full of dye is healthy.” I’m none too sure either, but an ‘MRI scan with contrast’ was what the doc had ordered, so … Continue reading
Accident prone…
Today I kicked the bucket (And for all my US friends, This is a euphemism For the point at which life ends). It wasn’t done on purpose… Just a half-bipedal fail, As I got out of the shower And the … Continue reading
Posted in Humour, Poetry
Tagged accident prone, housework, injury, kicking the bucket, self care
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Notes from a small dog ~ Connivance
She made me have a bath again, It really wasn’t fair. I thought that I’d be safe, you know, Because my boy was there. She even played me false on that, And put me on the leash, I saw a … Continue reading
Posted in Dogs, Humour, Photography, Poetry
Tagged bathing the dog., doggerel, rhyming verse
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