ROD CALLS THIS A "RAG DOLL" KITTEN
Thursday 28 February 2013
Sunday 24 February 2013
Saturday 23 February 2013
Thursday 21 February 2013
GRANDMA PERCIVAL'S POETRY AS RECITED BY TOBY
THE COMPUTER SWALLOWED GRANDMA
YES HONESTLY ITS TRUE
SHE PRESSED CONTROL AND ENTER
AND DISAPPEARED FROM VIEW
IT DEVOURED HER COMPLETELY
THE THOUGHT JUST MAKES ME SQUIRM
SHE MUST HAVE CAUGHT A VIRUS OR
BEEN EATEN BY A WORM
IV'E SEARCHED THE WHOLE RECYCLE BIN
IV'E EVEN USED THE NET
BUT NOTHING COULD I FIND
IN DESPERATION I ASKED JEEVES
I TUNED IT REALLY FINE
THE RESULT WAS VERY NEGATIVE
NOT A THING WAS FOUND ON LINE.
SO IF INSIDE YOUR INBOX
MY GRANDMA YOU SHOULD SEE
PLEASE JUST SKYPE HER AND SEND HER BACK TO ME
YES HONESTLY ITS TRUE
SHE PRESSED CONTROL AND ENTER
AND DISAPPEARED FROM VIEW
IT DEVOURED HER COMPLETELY
THE THOUGHT JUST MAKES ME SQUIRM
SHE MUST HAVE CAUGHT A VIRUS OR
BEEN EATEN BY A WORM
IV'E SEARCHED THE WHOLE RECYCLE BIN
IV'E EVEN USED THE NET
BUT NOTHING COULD I FIND
IN DESPERATION I ASKED JEEVES
I TUNED IT REALLY FINE
THE RESULT WAS VERY NEGATIVE
NOT A THING WAS FOUND ON LINE.
SO IF INSIDE YOUR INBOX
MY GRANDMA YOU SHOULD SEE
PLEASE JUST SKYPE HER AND SEND HER BACK TO ME
Tuesday 19 February 2013
Thursday 14 February 2013
Wednesday 13 February 2013
POETRY FROM THE OLD DOMINICANS' NEWSLETTER
I have a little Sat Nav.
It sits there in my car.
A Sat Nav is a driver's friend.
It tells you where you are.
I've had this little Sat Nav
For all my married life.
It does more than the normal one.
My Sat Nav is my wife.
It gives me full instructions
on exactly how to drive.
"Its thirty miles an hour" it says
"and you're doing thirty five."
It tells me when to stop and start
and when to apply the brake
And tells me its never ever
Safe to overtake.
It tells me when a light is red
And when it goes to green.
It seems to know instinctively
Just when to intervene
It list the vehicles just in front
It list those to the rear.
And taking this into account
It specifies my gear.
I'm sure no other driver
Has so helpful a device,
For when we leave and lock the car,
It still gives its advice.
It fills me up with counselling,
Each journey's pretty fraught.
So why don't I change it
And get a quieter sort ?.
Ah well you see, it cleans the house
Makes sure I'm properly fed
It washes all my shirts and things
And keeps me warm in bed.
I found this Little piece of Poetry in the magazine called "Clover"
The Magazine for Methodists at the east end of the Calderdale Circuit
It sits there in my car.
A Sat Nav is a driver's friend.
It tells you where you are.
I've had this little Sat Nav
For all my married life.
It does more than the normal one.
My Sat Nav is my wife.
It gives me full instructions
on exactly how to drive.
"Its thirty miles an hour" it says
"and you're doing thirty five."
It tells me when to stop and start
and when to apply the brake
And tells me its never ever
Safe to overtake.
It tells me when a light is red
And when it goes to green.
It seems to know instinctively
Just when to intervene
It list the vehicles just in front
It list those to the rear.
And taking this into account
It specifies my gear.
I'm sure no other driver
Has so helpful a device,
For when we leave and lock the car,
It still gives its advice.
It fills me up with counselling,
Each journey's pretty fraught.
So why don't I change it
And get a quieter sort ?.
Ah well you see, it cleans the house
Makes sure I'm properly fed
It washes all my shirts and things
And keeps me warm in bed.
I found this Little piece of Poetry in the magazine called "Clover"
The Magazine for Methodists at the east end of the Calderdale Circuit
Saturday 9 February 2013
Tuesday 5 February 2013
Monday 4 February 2013
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