More from the allotment of someone who grows more than they can use...
Is there anything as great as a vegetable that has grown in to a rude and amusing shape?
Edit: One of the contributors to this thread contacted me via the contact button to object to a comment I made on my moblog. Sorry I did not reply but I am very particular about giving out my email address.
Not summer any more but not yet Autumn ...
..with starlings.
*And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold*
As part of the Heritage weekend some caves under one of the local towns were open to the public. Fffrreeezzing cold, damp and dark. In my time with BS I've been dragged down plenty of caves. I think it's fair to say I'm not really a cave person...
..yesterday morning. The sky was breathtaking.
*Meet me in the clouds let me work it out*
Returning from work I could hear my daughter sobbing before I even opened the door. She had her school skirt on the kitchen table and was desperately trying to get gum off it. She had probably sat on it at some point during the day... Then she was in my arms absolutely distraught and I'm telling her bollocks to it, it's only bloody gum, I'll get it out later. But I could tell there was something else wrong and I felt sick and panicky inside. What the Hell had happened? Turns out that on the way to school she had seen a poor dead stripey cat in the road and of course the school bus had been unable to swerve and had gone over it too. All day she had fretted and worried about this cat. I said but we often see poor dead squirrels, foxes and hedgehogs. Sometimes even badgers and deers. I know she sobbed, but no one is waiting for them indoors and wondering where they are...
So like me. I can remember seeing a dead cat on my way home from school and sobbing to my mother, white faced and trembling. I didn't realise then that one day I would have to be the strongest person in the world.
Last night she went to her first ever evening party (without us) and had a brilliant time and didn't get home till gone 10. And me? I looked on the internet for how to get gum off clothing and remembered that my Mother was mother to seven...
*You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it*
A message: I'm hoping that your loathing for all other U2 songs will bring you to your senses. If not I will post U2 lyrics every day until you get yourself together..
