Fishing in the Rivers of Life

Tag: Humour

  • A Little Poem on the Way to the Optician

    Here is a little poem I wrote on the bus on my way to see the optician — a homage to the late, great Spike Milligan. Mind you, he’d probably say, if I can see the optician, why am I bothering to go? Hello,I’m a crow,Now I said it,It’s time to go,Time does flyAnd so…

  • Snail Sorbet

    I’m never happier than when I’m writing, except when I can’t think of what to write. When I’m in full flow, time disappears, my anxiety melts away, aches and pains evaporate, and I forget about all that ails me. It’s a perfect mental sorbet that seems to cleanse the sensory palate. Sometimes, words pour out…

  • It’s Only a Number

    Add them together, and it’s seven. In binary, it rhymes quite nicely: double one, double one, zero one. And in Roman numerals, it looks quite regal. Imperial, almost. LXI, short for luxury, I say. So why, when it stares at me from the page, does it look so scary? Happy 61st birthday. Come on, it’s…

  • Blessed Are the Cheesemakers

    The Joke That Took 45 Years to Land Around 554 moons ago, as I chortled my way through Monty Python’s Life of Brian, I laughed my little heart out at one line without understanding its meaning. Now, 45 years later, I’ve just gone: ahhh. All it took was age. The key to decoding my ancient…

  • One at a Time – Ted Fest

    One at a time – a series of posts where I will examine a single image – today it’s Ted Fest. After narrowly avoiding getting killed when the gearbox on our helicopter sprang a leak, I finally made it to the real-life Craggy Island, Inishmore, an island on the West Coast of Ireland, for the…