ANNIE BURSARY

once more into the breach dear friends
once more
oh my faithful bloggers
you happy few
you band of brothers and sisters
you who loyally follow the torturous meanderings
endure the irritating foibles
of this here blogge
while other men and women lie idle in their beds
oh i wish you well
i take my hat off to your perserverence
i raise my glass to your comradeship
tonight this post i dedicate to you
had i art of living loyalty card to offer you
i would grant it
freely would i bestow art of living nectar points
quench your thirst with art of living ambrosia
furnish you with autographed art of living photographs
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but a lass i am
a man of limited means
so i can only endeavour to reward your fidelity with:
words of whizzdom
poetic lice sense
multi-storeys
tall tails
stream of conches-ness...

tonight i return to a silent empty house
the woodle and her mum have flown the nest
departed to the land of morning calm
leaving mrs f and i to celebrate 9 yrs of wedded bliss
while six thousand miles apart
i while away an enchanted evening in the botanical gardens
picnicking on the lawn
at an outdoor performance of henry v
as i watch i wonder:
did king tone i find inspiration here for his dodgy dossier?
even as sheikhs-peer's anti-war message
slipped miserably off his radar?