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Blog entries by PiP

Packing the suitcases and all the other 101 sundry items in the car is like trying to fit a quart into a pint pot. Mr P always insists on doing it his way. I watch as he tries to ram yet another square and oblong rigid shaped object into an oval-ish shape car boot. Of course, it won't fit. Not a hope in hell. NO, he doesn't want my help because it is NOT going to fit. Any fool can see it ain't going to fit. Not a hope in Hell. He rants on and on ... Note to self: Write a poem about male...
On Wednesday, in a moment of desperation, I took the brave decision to drive across Portugal and Spain, to France and then after a couple of weeks onto the UK. It's a three day trip to France with two overnight stops. You may wonder - why not fly? Since COVID I won't. Sardines in a tin can all sharing the same recycled air always resulted in contracting some bug or other on a good day. With COVID. forget it. Thanks to COVID, we've not seen our family in the UK since November 2019 nor...
Cockney speak is rhyming slang and what we use when in the gang. So listen well my foreign friends, don’t think too much and just pretend this nonsense you don’t understand, is not planned - just rhyming slang. I’ll start my lesson so listen well and as for meaning - try not to dwell as to why stairs are apple and pears because no one knows or really cares. A phone is paired with a dog and bone. Strange. I know so please don’t groan. Your hat is called a tit for tat. I bet you weren’t...
Jilted by summer, autumn leaves the confetti for winter’s virgin bride --stark beauty laid bare. Snow embraces her shame cloaks nakedness as squirrels search for buried nuts and birds perch on her frozen boughs their melancholy song the requiem of her desire. Spring’s voice an illusion in hibernation waiting for swallows return This month I decided to take part in Rebecca's Free verse poetry challenge. Prompt: Leaves
When the media refer to the term 'NEW' normal what does it actually mean? I assume they are referring to the impact COVID has had on the world as a whole and how we must learn to adapt physically and mentally to our new lifestyle restrictions as individuals. It is probably the general term adopted to encourage those of us who are slowly going barking mad to adapt to life in the wake of the pandemic as every wave of infection presents new challenges, restricts our liberty and for some their...
In February, I joined a local writing group which we managed to keep alive via Zoom once the Coronavirus struck. One of our assignments was to write a letter. Hi Mum, We have finally arrived in the Moorish town of Aljezur on the West Coast of Portugal. Despite Dad’s reservations, Jason’s decrepit, converted bus served us well as both a means of transport and accommodation. However, Dad was right about one thing: I do miss my creature comforts such as regular showers and proper toilet...
Two minutes silence marks your death as we the nation remember your sacrifice, with respect. The silence echoes our private grief while we the nation mourn our heroes. Heroes, born to die in far away places in battles old and new. Haunting bugles lament your loss while the Big Guns, salute you. And we the nation remember as we find solace in our thoughts. Red poppies of Flander’s Field their seeds from death and blood, reborn. While we the nation wear with pride our medal of respect. What...
Does anyone else find senryu addictive? I have been working on this one for weeks and it still does not feel right tequila sunrise autumn colours in a glass - nature served with ice *** tequila sunrise sunset colours in a glass - nature served with ice *** tequila sunrise sunset flavours in a glass - nature served with ice *** tequila sunrise happiness served in a glass - penny for your thoughts
or does it? State opening of Parliament Oct 2019 Until yesterday my feelings towards the Monarchy remained neutral. As I watched the pomp and ceremony at the state opening of Parliament and listened to the speech the Queen had to deliver (whether she believed it or not) I felt compassion for the frail old lady who gives our country the stability that so many others lack. Maybe we should embrace, instead of mock, the aged old traditions that resemble a pantomime in this modern and...
A few weeks ago we went to our local beach for coffee and as we enjoyed the breathtaking views across the beach and rugged coastline beyond the sound of haunting music caught our attention. I turned to locate the source of this mystical sound I noticed a man playing what can only be loosely be described as an instrument shaped like a cataplana. As the sound continued to float on the breeze, I felt a spiritual connection so I moved closer to inspect the instrument and how the different...
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