Saturday 29 November 2014

Thoughts on a Saturday morning

HANGING THINGS

A jacket from a coat hook;
A  basket full of plants.
Photos of dead relations,
From grandparents to aunts.
All these are quite acceptable,
But what really gets to me
Is a dog turd in a plastic bag
Left hanging from a tree.

I have absolutely no idea why I wrote this. I was about to go and do some Tidying Up. I can only assume that the infection in my face has burrowed its way through to my brain (I must ask doctor son about that. It's a scary thought, isn't it).

21 comments:

  1. You sound quite normal to me but then I may not be the best person to pass an opinion.
    I can never work out why folk leave bags of dog crap about. It's a really stupid habit.

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    1. I think you and I are probably equally normal, Adrian. Whatever that may be...

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  2. How our brains work is sometimes a complete mystery... But plainly you had the tidying up thing in mind??

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    1. Maybe that was it, Pat. A the moment I'm not at all sure what my mind is doing!

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  3. My husband reckons they leave them hanging there for the poo fairy to collect!
    Hope you are feeling better, Frances - you certainly sound more yourself x

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  4. Oh good! I'm so glad I've cheered some one up.

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  5. Teresa, what a lovely, whimsical man your husband must be.

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  6. Don't worry, you'll be back to normal soon. Keep amusing us in the meantime.

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  7. It's far too good a rhyme to be worrying about damage to your brain, Frances!

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  8. Thank you for the giggle, Frances. I do hope you are feeling better. You are still managing to put a smile on everyone's face - of which we are grateful. Thank you. All the best.

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  9. Doesn't sound like brain damage to me - just perfectly rational annoyance.

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  10. My Mum used to say that all the world's a little queer 'cept thee and me and thee's a little queer. Sounds about right to me.

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  11. You're welcome Frances. I'd hate to be ordinary. I spent most of my life being that.

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    1. Graham, to me you will never be ordinary. And I mean that.

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  12. We're trying to train Bonnie to carry her own poo bags (hasn't worked yet!)

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    1. What a brilliant idea, Wendy. But you'd still have to do the picking up...?

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