My Birthday was marked by a visit to Waddesdon Manor – our astonishing local Renaissance-style château… which is about half an hour from us, just out of Oxfordshire and into Buckinghamshire, UK (not in deepest France as you may guess just looking at it)….
The weather is still so horrid
The kinda weather to make potes florid
But do versifiers rave about stew?
Noo, noo, noo, noo, noo, noo, noo, noo, noo
A quick gander at my trusty H. Samuel Everight Watch (copyright Radio Luxemburg, 1960) tells me that there are only (6) SIX days left to enter the 35th Photo Competition, the theme and post to which you should reference your entry is here.
For what I trust will be a limited time only the VERY next entry (and only that one) will also have the added honour of being the FIRST.
Thank you for your attention.
Horace Batchelor. Keynsham, (that’s K- E -Y- N- S- H- A- M), Bristol.
Let’s be thankful it is almost over, unendurable politicking here.
We do have a couple of minor items left to deal with
Oz is right. Why wait a whole month when most cherished poets sally forth with their offerings within a couple of weeks? And nobody is going to versify after 19th December anyway; with all that huntin’, shootin’, fishin’, cookin’, shoppin’ and suppin’ to take care of, until twelfth night at the earliest.
Continue reading “Yuletide poetry competition – 19th December 2012”
I can’t resist a lap of honour, a sliding swallow-dive and a clenched fist salute on behalf of the lads! So much for the Kiwi war-dance and scary reputation today! (Didn’t see the match but hey! a win’s a win.)
Thank you for your participation in the November competition, you know who you are
I enjoyed the various takes on our fireworks theme, the entries are here.
The usual suspects one might say but always some new views of an old story, and why not indeed.
One from FEEG to start us off
Then three not quite in a row from Janus (prolific as always)
Soutie tucked one in between
OZ with an early entry (for him at least)
And a last minute entry from TR (without help)
The republicans were having a party
With cake ‘n things like that
They were drunk on the black stuff
And making jokes about Mick and Pat
Goodwill to all men and terrorists
Was toasted round the fireside
Tourettes Tony said “I don’t give a Farc!”
Before he was thrown outside Continue reading “Some Guy giving it laldy”
Government records disclosed after a four hundred year embargo prove that Fawkes was innocent of any wrongdoing. He was in the cellars conducting an audit of tally sticks which showed that members of parliament had been abusing their prerequisites.
Boadicea's Chariot 
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