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Marta My Deer
All the things I saw, did, said, celebrated, observed or grumbled about, some of which were in Lithuania though there was nothing to grumble about there, during the final twenty-one days of June.
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The Dumplings of Count Tiškevičius
All the things I saw, did, said, wandered around, admired, ate and drank, some of which were in Lithuania, during the first nine days of June.
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The Way We Heard - Rein Me In
In the week that I wrote this (early July 2026) Rein Me In , by Sam Fender and Olivia Dean was the number one record in the UK Singles Chart.
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Misplaced Person Seeks Pomegranates
I wasn’t happy, so I moved on. Unfortunately not all migrants are as lucky as me.
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The Way We Heard - Rat Trap
If you’ve ever drunk Lambanóg on a rainy night in a Tondo bar, you’ll understand every word of this.
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Verse Nine (for Jenny)
Posted on Sat, 27 Dec 2025
A poet plagued by Yuletide snot
Amidst great mounds of Kleenex grot
Observed proceedings from her cot
As soldiers danced with swords in kilts
To send some cheer to Swindon, Wilts
Read full commentPosted in Fête de Noël de Madame Priyatelkata
Hello Jenny.
Posted on Sat, 18 Apr 2026
Hello Jenny.
I really feel for you with the dilemma you’re faced with. I can understand how distressing the illness itself must be for you but the warnings that come with the tests obviously make things even worse.
However, I’m...
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Our Man in Mornington Heights
Posted on Sat, 28 Mar 2026
Splendid stuff Paul. The plot is thickening like a good broth.
I'm itching to know what happens next and how the story finishes.
I think the butler did it.
Read full commentPosted in Penny’s Pass the Story Part 6
Hot wash
Posted on Sun, 15 Mar 2026
Years ago, my teenage daughter did the same with her precious iPod (not iPad). It was destroyed and she was devastated. So for her eighteenth birthday I bought her a new one. By purchasing it direct from the Apple website I was able to get a free...
Read full commentPosted in (Teeth Tales) Smiling Underpants
Israel
Posted on Wed, 02 Jul 2025
I agree with you entirely Ed.
We are constantly being brainwashed by the media. It seems that a huge chunk of the population of the so-called 'developed world' agree with the governments that support Netanyahoo but they do so simply out of...
Read full commentPosted in Up to Their Ears in Tears
Fireflies and frogs
Posted on Sat, 21 Sep 2024
A couple of times in our garden, after a summer evening rainshower, I've seen small frogs that have swallowed fireflies. I only know this because I've seen the dull flashing from inside their throats.
This is a lovely poem Jenny. I really...
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Bernard Manning
Posted on Tue, 09 Jul 2024
The former existence of Bernard Manning pours doubt on the possibility that there has ever been a supreme being that's made us in their image.
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Kind words, Di. Thank you.
Posted on Fri, 21 Jul 2023
Kind words, Di. Thank you.
If it helps you keep the giggling under control I'll read something about my involvement with the bubonic plague on 12 August.
Read full commentPosted in Our Man in Golubac
Twizzle
Posted on Tue, 21 Jul 2026
Kat, had the boy ever heard of the Woodentops and Twizzle? In my romantic encounters that has always been the first question I have asked on a first date.
One of the greatest disappointments in my life occurred in a trendy nitespot in...
Read full commentPosted in The Way We Heard: Three Coins In The Fountain (1954) (Pt.2)
Things Ain’t What They Used to Be
Posted on Tue, 21 Jul 2026
When I was a kid we weren’t really poor but we were never anywhere near to being rich. My dad (a former Irish navvy) always worked away, constantly changing jobs within the building industry and my mother worked long hours in a fruit and veg...
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