Gah.. HUMBUG
@marmottwo.bsky.social
No phone calls since 1975. Dont call me, I won't call you. Answers in an email. Likes may go up as well as down. Amateur poet of no merit
Epileptic and annoyingly woke, Cooperator, not a single but a return. Thanks for reaching out.
Epileptic and annoyingly woke, Cooperator, not a single but a return. Thanks for reaching out.
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'Phone wakes me to say its my birthday,
Special lunch,
Presents to open,
And the rest of the day trying to work out my age.
Special lunch,
Presents to open,
And the rest of the day trying to work out my age.
November 16, 2025 at 7:03 AM
'Phone wakes me to say its my birthday,
Special lunch,
Presents to open,
And the rest of the day trying to work out my age.
Special lunch,
Presents to open,
And the rest of the day trying to work out my age.
Having carefully selected my surplus clothing,
Difficult decisions, caused by change,
Here I am at the clothes bank,
Item by tearful item,
Saying 'goodbye',
Allover, again.
Difficult decisions, caused by change,
Here I am at the clothes bank,
Item by tearful item,
Saying 'goodbye',
Allover, again.
November 15, 2025 at 4:42 PM
Having carefully selected my surplus clothing,
Difficult decisions, caused by change,
Here I am at the clothes bank,
Item by tearful item,
Saying 'goodbye',
Allover, again.
Difficult decisions, caused by change,
Here I am at the clothes bank,
Item by tearful item,
Saying 'goodbye',
Allover, again.
Claudia
The rain and wind came
Twice my trains were stuck for fallen trees,
The second returned to a station
Where 'another train would be waiting
Just down these stairs'
Nothing there but more wind and cold rain.
When a train stopped crowd got on.
And then off, it wasn't right for them.
The rain and wind came
Twice my trains were stuck for fallen trees,
The second returned to a station
Where 'another train would be waiting
Just down these stairs'
Nothing there but more wind and cold rain.
When a train stopped crowd got on.
And then off, it wasn't right for them.
November 15, 2025 at 2:43 PM
Claudia
The rain and wind came
Twice my trains were stuck for fallen trees,
The second returned to a station
Where 'another train would be waiting
Just down these stairs'
Nothing there but more wind and cold rain.
When a train stopped crowd got on.
And then off, it wasn't right for them.
The rain and wind came
Twice my trains were stuck for fallen trees,
The second returned to a station
Where 'another train would be waiting
Just down these stairs'
Nothing there but more wind and cold rain.
When a train stopped crowd got on.
And then off, it wasn't right for them.
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Do I like crows? How can I not admire anyone who puts their whole body into screaming when they receive a surprise french fry
December 28, 2024 at 6:12 AM
Do I like crows? How can I not admire anyone who puts their whole body into screaming when they receive a surprise french fry
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November 14, 2025 at 9:51 AM
Sharp Edge
There is a walk past,
Safely on the grass
The bold or stupid
Stick to the rock
And follow on until its blackness
Removes the route not taken
There is a walk past,
Safely on the grass
The bold or stupid
Stick to the rock
And follow on until its blackness
Removes the route not taken
November 13, 2025 at 7:55 PM
Sharp Edge
There is a walk past,
Safely on the grass
The bold or stupid
Stick to the rock
And follow on until its blackness
Removes the route not taken
There is a walk past,
Safely on the grass
The bold or stupid
Stick to the rock
And follow on until its blackness
Removes the route not taken
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Latest Daily on Monocle Radio. @olgatokariuk.bsky.social and @seankemp.bsky.social on the resignations of two Ukrainian ministers and the day's other stuff, and our On This Day historical series remembers the exploding whale of Florence, Oregon. monocle.com/radio/shows/...
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November 12, 2025 at 7:49 PM
Latest Daily on Monocle Radio. @olgatokariuk.bsky.social and @seankemp.bsky.social on the resignations of two Ukrainian ministers and the day's other stuff, and our On This Day historical series remembers the exploding whale of Florence, Oregon. monocle.com/radio/shows/...
Should I join the Green Party?
The Cooperative party?
Something else?
Nothing else?
The Cooperative party?
Something else?
Nothing else?
November 12, 2025 at 7:11 PM
Should I join the Green Party?
The Cooperative party?
Something else?
Nothing else?
The Cooperative party?
Something else?
Nothing else?
Shrewsbury after the rain from Wales stopped,
Bella Napoli,
They know me,
Always the same lunch after I've scanned the menu. I don't move on. Much.
Bella Napoli,
They know me,
Always the same lunch after I've scanned the menu. I don't move on. Much.
November 12, 2025 at 3:52 PM
Shrewsbury after the rain from Wales stopped,
Bella Napoli,
They know me,
Always the same lunch after I've scanned the menu. I don't move on. Much.
Bella Napoli,
They know me,
Always the same lunch after I've scanned the menu. I don't move on. Much.
November 11, 2025 at 2:37 PM
Thump,
Bump,
The whole road vibrating
As the bass drum
Kept pace at the back
While we stood aside on the path,
Traffic, if there was any stopped,
But, maybe the bus,
We all followed on, bashfull,
This was a village thing,
Bump,
The whole road vibrating
As the bass drum
Kept pace at the back
While we stood aside on the path,
Traffic, if there was any stopped,
But, maybe the bus,
We all followed on, bashfull,
This was a village thing,
November 9, 2025 at 5:27 PM
Thump,
Bump,
The whole road vibrating
As the bass drum
Kept pace at the back
While we stood aside on the path,
Traffic, if there was any stopped,
But, maybe the bus,
We all followed on, bashfull,
This was a village thing,
Bump,
The whole road vibrating
As the bass drum
Kept pace at the back
While we stood aside on the path,
Traffic, if there was any stopped,
But, maybe the bus,
We all followed on, bashfull,
This was a village thing,
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London's latest Blue Plaque is a brilliant one. (It was put up at the Tesla dealership in Tottenham by campaigners)
November 7, 2025 at 6:54 PM
London's latest Blue Plaque is a brilliant one. (It was put up at the Tesla dealership in Tottenham by campaigners)
Grandparents, always had a room put aside , kept smart,
The important room, kept for special days, Christmas ,or a death in the family.
It held a cabinet full of history, pocket watches on presentation chains. Timeless, no hand to wind them now. History has stopped, the room silent, the air stilled.
The important room, kept for special days, Christmas ,or a death in the family.
It held a cabinet full of history, pocket watches on presentation chains. Timeless, no hand to wind them now. History has stopped, the room silent, the air stilled.
November 8, 2025 at 5:57 PM
Grandparents, always had a room put aside , kept smart,
The important room, kept for special days, Christmas ,or a death in the family.
It held a cabinet full of history, pocket watches on presentation chains. Timeless, no hand to wind them now. History has stopped, the room silent, the air stilled.
The important room, kept for special days, Christmas ,or a death in the family.
It held a cabinet full of history, pocket watches on presentation chains. Timeless, no hand to wind them now. History has stopped, the room silent, the air stilled.
Another weary day,
Dark grey winter,
Rain and wind,
Another weary day,
Another weary day,
Give me some heat to complain about,
Not just another weary day.
Dark grey winter,
Rain and wind,
Another weary day,
Another weary day,
Give me some heat to complain about,
Not just another weary day.
November 7, 2025 at 6:20 PM
Another weary day,
Dark grey winter,
Rain and wind,
Another weary day,
Another weary day,
Give me some heat to complain about,
Not just another weary day.
Dark grey winter,
Rain and wind,
Another weary day,
Another weary day,
Give me some heat to complain about,
Not just another weary day.
I can never go back,
I could take a bus along the coast,
The views good on a bright day,
Maybe wild in the winter,
But around the corner,
everyone will have changed,
Taken away, by love or work,
just like me,
The past has gone.
xx
I could take a bus along the coast,
The views good on a bright day,
Maybe wild in the winter,
But around the corner,
everyone will have changed,
Taken away, by love or work,
just like me,
The past has gone.
xx
November 6, 2025 at 8:24 PM
I can never go back,
I could take a bus along the coast,
The views good on a bright day,
Maybe wild in the winter,
But around the corner,
everyone will have changed,
Taken away, by love or work,
just like me,
The past has gone.
xx
I could take a bus along the coast,
The views good on a bright day,
Maybe wild in the winter,
But around the corner,
everyone will have changed,
Taken away, by love or work,
just like me,
The past has gone.
xx
When the Atlantic wave
Has collapsed,
The white
Bubbles of surf spreading,
Up the beach,
Sucked into the sand,
That's how my moon is tonight,
The large round face,
Watching at my window,
Preventing sleep,
While white pocks of cloud are no help,
Too thin to obscure its bright intent.
Has collapsed,
The white
Bubbles of surf spreading,
Up the beach,
Sucked into the sand,
That's how my moon is tonight,
The large round face,
Watching at my window,
Preventing sleep,
While white pocks of cloud are no help,
Too thin to obscure its bright intent.
November 6, 2025 at 2:06 AM
When the Atlantic wave
Has collapsed,
The white
Bubbles of surf spreading,
Up the beach,
Sucked into the sand,
That's how my moon is tonight,
The large round face,
Watching at my window,
Preventing sleep,
While white pocks of cloud are no help,
Too thin to obscure its bright intent.
Has collapsed,
The white
Bubbles of surf spreading,
Up the beach,
Sucked into the sand,
That's how my moon is tonight,
The large round face,
Watching at my window,
Preventing sleep,
While white pocks of cloud are no help,
Too thin to obscure its bright intent.
There should be a help line, for these prisoners who have escaped and are now missing their meals and mates.
November 5, 2025 at 5:18 PM
There should be a help line, for these prisoners who have escaped and are now missing their meals and mates.
Meal deal
Today I have chosen egg and cress for main.
Don't take any notice of the bread,
Still in date, and damp,
The egg for my health,
And the cress, just thick grass,
Today I have chosen egg and cress for main.
Don't take any notice of the bread,
Still in date, and damp,
The egg for my health,
And the cress, just thick grass,
November 5, 2025 at 3:41 PM
Meal deal
Today I have chosen egg and cress for main.
Don't take any notice of the bread,
Still in date, and damp,
The egg for my health,
And the cress, just thick grass,
Today I have chosen egg and cress for main.
Don't take any notice of the bread,
Still in date, and damp,
The egg for my health,
And the cress, just thick grass,
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Other work of the Ladybird artists
‘Bonfire Night’ (1951)
Artist: Ronald Lampitt
‘Bonfire Night’ (1951)
Artist: Ronald Lampitt
November 5, 2025 at 8:20 AM
Other work of the Ladybird artists
‘Bonfire Night’ (1951)
Artist: Ronald Lampitt
‘Bonfire Night’ (1951)
Artist: Ronald Lampitt
Grandads don't speak,
Embarrassed even to touch a pram,
Coarse hands,
The same sky,
But in a different world.
Grandads don't speak.
Grandads don't speak,
Grandmas fuss
Always food and a treat
But Grandads don't speak.
Embarrassed even to touch a pram,
Coarse hands,
The same sky,
But in a different world.
Grandads don't speak.
Grandads don't speak,
Grandmas fuss
Always food and a treat
But Grandads don't speak.
November 4, 2025 at 9:40 PM
Grandads don't speak,
Embarrassed even to touch a pram,
Coarse hands,
The same sky,
But in a different world.
Grandads don't speak.
Grandads don't speak,
Grandmas fuss
Always food and a treat
But Grandads don't speak.
Embarrassed even to touch a pram,
Coarse hands,
The same sky,
But in a different world.
Grandads don't speak.
Grandads don't speak,
Grandmas fuss
Always food and a treat
But Grandads don't speak.
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Samir Zitouni who works for LNER was the first person to try and stop the attack in Huntingdon.
He is a hero spread his name far and wide, judge people on their actions not their names or immigration status.
He is a hero spread his name far and wide, judge people on their actions not their names or immigration status.
November 4, 2025 at 2:41 PM
Samir Zitouni who works for LNER was the first person to try and stop the attack in Huntingdon.
He is a hero spread his name far and wide, judge people on their actions not their names or immigration status.
He is a hero spread his name far and wide, judge people on their actions not their names or immigration status.
I beleived him, when my son said he was a comedian.
But it turned out that he was just having a laugh.
But it turned out that he was just having a laugh.
November 3, 2025 at 3:46 PM
I beleived him, when my son said he was a comedian.
But it turned out that he was just having a laugh.
But it turned out that he was just having a laugh.
November 2, 2025 at 1:29 PM