Tis but Conker season even at my age i stoop to pick up..the smoothness, that wax feeling then pressed to the nose smelling childhood way back when there was perhaps nothing else but Conkers on the end of old shoe laces at this time of year, when play grounds dipped to the laughter of children...a think tank for the future was laid bare on the front page of none other than the Tory rag...The Times...today predicting we humans will work until we are a hundred....tonight i rest my case, sigh for all those whom never even made sixty-five before returning to the leaf mould....So Goeth...
Tuesday 6th October 2015.
Tis but Conker season even at my age i stoop to pick up..the smoothness, that wax feeling then pressed to the nose smelling childhood way back when there was perhaps nothing else but Conkers on the end of old shoe laces at this time of year, when play grounds dipped to the laughter of children...a think tank for the future was laid bare on the front page of none other than the Tory rag...The Times...today predicting we humans will work until we are a hundred....tonight i rest my case, sigh for all those whom never even made sixty-five before returning to the leaf mould....So Goeth...
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Thursday 12th May 2022.
I think i need to poke my head out of the front door smell the coffee, hold my hand out to feel as if it is raining them pull on my busted stockings…
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Monday 9th May 2022.
Today i have started my second week without a reminder to pull on my blue uniform...i do not miss it..or am i lying to myself, perhaps... i do not…
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Tuesday 3rd May 2022.
I no longer drive one of these.... My blue uniform is now gathered up, old bits, new bits, consisting of shirts, high viz vests, which i always…
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