Walkies
Just who is walking whom I often wonder …
Just who is walking whom I often wonder …
As the days shorten, starting out on a journey in the dark seems to happen more often, although somehow it never becomes easier …
Well it seemed like a good idea at the time …
They sang the anthem with all their might, Dressed in robes, they were quite a sight, As the words of the rhyme, And the harmonies sublime, Made the spirits of the audience soar in flight. More limericks at musing75.wordpress.com/limericks/
To celebrate Guy Fawkes – although of course I recommend taking more safety precautions, especially when broaching the topic of in-laws …
The seaside has many charms, but there are better places to eat – unless perhaps you are a seafood junkie …
The art of conversation … ignored …
Hasn’t happened to me yet, but I suspect it’s only a matter of time …
This might strike a chord with seasoned rail travellers, particularly those currently commuting into London from the south …
We always sung “to plough the fields and scatter”, But nowadays it’s a very different matter, We sow our fields with great finesse, Guided quite precisely by the GPS, Doing what it seems to take to make the harvest fatter! More limericks at https://musing75.wordpress.com/limericks/