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I sit and wait for you to come To the door I sit and wait for letters to drop Onto the floor Some times you’re early But you’re never late I suspect you’re quite burly By how you shove the gate Giros, postcards And bills Letters, death threats and thrills Parcels, Junkmail Fingers Squashed snails
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In the wooly wilds of North Wales, there is a place dear to me. A peaceful place. A place where magic awaits. A serene place where the only loud noise is the occasional jet fighter from Valley flying over head or the farmer making bales of hay. This place is nearly unpronounceable at a campsite
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There is a man He is quite cheery Every morning When my eyes are bleary He comes up the path Whistling a tune Be it Dark November July or June In his hand are bottles White and creamy He delivers the milk While I’m still dreamy Juice and eggs He does too Loaves of bread
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I’m looking forward to dinner. It’s dinner time. Tonight, I will dine on fine pork sausages with a bacon sandwich side and chips. Nothing else. Just that. The bread of the sandwich will be fried in the bacon fat, just like my nan used to do for me, only on one side. I will dress
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I love BBC Breakfast. Much more now that the awful strumpet Suzanna Reid has moved on to channels I never watch. Bill Turnbull is like some calming midweek Uncle, regaling the viewers with tales of bad news from around the UK and the rest of the world. Steph McGovern is like a big sister
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So I’m driving home from work and I’m listening to the wireless and the Home service Radio 4. The programme being broadcast was about a newspaper editor from Zimbabwe and how he is adapting to life as an asylum seeker in the UK. One of the main differences, he pointed out, between Harare and the
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Bloody hippies. Sitting there in their kaftans with their long hair and beards, weaving yogurts and floating vaginas. Why can’t they be pissed off and angry like everyone else. Yes. Why not? I mean its such a lovely world isn’t it. People hating each other, blaming each other, being nasty to each other and complaining
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Music Project Round 2 Long term readers will recall that I started a music project where I would review my music collection by album. Well it didn’t last long because I became very busy last year. However I am reviving the project again hosted elsewhere on WordPress. Over the next few weeks I will be
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Sometimes I can’t help feeling singled out. Of course I know it’s nonsense but I like to think that the reason some things happen is because of a greater conspiracy. One involving the “Powers that be” be that the illuminati, the Government, MI5, Tescos, the man in the post office that looked like Elvis or
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Here are the results for the Daventry Local Elections Weedon Ward. Weedon (1 seat) Name of candidate Description (if any) Votes Status COLLINS Emma Clare The Labour Party 265 GALE John Clifford UK Independence Party (UKIP) 559 PRICE Tom Trade Unionist and Socialist Coalition 32 SALAMAN Christopher Robin Liberal Democrat
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