Daily Grind

Still here, not much news to impart for those that don’t know me. Those that do should already know.

An old man slowly weaves his way up a steep hill
to an abandoned house where he and his wife used to live
he enters through the gap where the front door used to be
sighing, he looks up through holes in the roof
time has come and gone

I know an old, rich lady with a hard nose
where she’s been, nobody knows
she has gathered a wedge of money
and many jars of honey
who knows where the wind blows?

Not really all that motivated to create blog entries any more.

I’m enjoying my life and job up North. It’s reet grand.
They like their tea strong and everybody I’ve met has been genuinely friendly. Hopefully going to get up to The Lakes soon, given that they’re only an hour away.

That’ll be all.

Ugg. Ugg ugg ugg.

This is my word of today.

You’re welcome.

As per Tingles, I can add a few more:

- watching somebody build something with Lego
- turning the pages of a newspaper in a quiet room
- words that have S in them, being said in a sibilant manner.

There was a silly gal from Oregon
Who liked to go on and on
But she was such a bright light
And had such ugly toes to fright
That I’d like to say “Go on!”.