#Xmas
#Christmas
#Xmas
#Christmas
Me: Would you like to smell like mum or dad tonight?
Son: (Pauses) I want to smell like me.
Me: (Pouring his bubble bath onto a sponge) That's right son. Be your own smell.
Me: Would you like to smell like mum or dad tonight?
Son: (Pauses) I want to smell like me.
Me: (Pouring his bubble bath onto a sponge) That's right son. Be your own smell.
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Only a work in progress & a tentative first attempt but I’m enjoying working out the process & possibilities
Only a work in progress & a tentative first attempt but I’m enjoying working out the process & possibilities
Dust, data, loss, legacy. What still haunts.
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#TakeRisks #LeaveScars #EndOnAnImage
Dust, data, loss, legacy. What still haunts.
📅 Share your poem Friday for feedback from @alanparry83.bsky.social.
🖼 Use alt-text if posting an image.
#TakeRisks #LeaveScars #EndOnAnImage
I told her, when the apocalypse comes, and the machines take over, I want it to be on record that I was always courteous and used please and thank yous.
I told her, when the apocalypse comes, and the machines take over, I want it to be on record that I was always courteous and used please and thank yous.
I blame my wife for this, and, moreover, I'm gutted I was not the one to teach him to do this.
I blame my wife for this, and, moreover, I'm gutted I was not the one to teach him to do this.