Chatterbox Tuesday

All the financial institution poems seem to be read by John Hannah as well. I assume he is meant to be subliminally associated with meaningful verse because of 4 Weddings and a Funeral, which just adds another layer of cynical marketing insult to injury.

Lots of lockdown riots in Holland. If things are still bad in the summer I can see that happening over here.

I have just got back from the dentist, I now need to buy an electric toothbrush, floss more and fork out out £120 for a white filling next week.

I'm going to delete my previous post in three minutes. I don't like what it says about me.

So I'm going to pretend that it didn't happen.

Seems like it was big drink Monday for a few then.
No games, glass blowing on Netflix.

lazybones, you should create an obstacle course down that utility road - road cones, shopping trollies, palettes - so when the ne’er-do-wells run down there, their escape plan is scuppered.

Then the old bill waltz in and say “You’re nicked, sunshine.”

I like 'A dream within a dream', by Edgar Allan Poe.

Poetry with exclamation marks and italics. That's real poetry. You won't go wrong with that.

2nd Ashes test at Lord's. England one up in the series. Conditions are overcast with a green tinge on the wicket. Joe Root wins the toss "let's have a bowl". 3rd over, Jimmy bowls 5 outswingers, one of which Warner crashes to the boundary. Last ball of the over, a peach of a full length inswinger clatters into Warners pad, "Owizaat?". ☝️ The umpire raises his finger. "oh Jimmy Jimmy.."

My plan has come to fruition.

Afternoon all,

When people in TV land have a big reveal or similar it can often be to negate a less favourable story which is about to break.

Anyone been watching PLS Like? It's brilliant, had a situation on daytime tv today which was something it had spoofed.

If there was a post Lazybones should have deleted…

Bernie says hi.

Hibernian.

Andy Hallett died aged 33 due to heart problems which were originally caused by tooth decay. I feel a bit better now for paying £120 for that filling next week.

Morning Everyone!

I am reading Hollie McNish's collection of poetry Cherry Pie at the moment. I mean, not at the moment, at the moment I'm working. I've read about the first third, and will read the rest soon. Liz Berry's Republic of Motherhood is also coming up quickly on the to read pile. I might read some sci-fi in between.

I don't think I've seen any Building Society adverts with poetry, as I try to avoid adverts.

Anyway, it's not all sentimental guff, that's what I'm trying to say. Some of it is unsentimental guff. Useful for intellectual and cultural posturing.

TS Eliot's Four Quartets is the best. You can basically say "Oh, this seems influenced by Eliot's Four Quartets .. . the juxtaposition of elements and psychological struggles, y'know?" in virtually any circumstance. Nobody has ever actually read the Four Quartets, because if they've read anything by Eliot then it's always The Wasteland, or that's the only one they can remember any details about. It makes one look more high-brow and knowledgeable than ones interlocuter, without requiring actually saying anything very much, because, let's face it, everyone starts talking quickly about something less boring to prevent me from carrying on. It also shows one is sufficiently open-minded to read poetry by an anti-Semitic and racist poet.

Oh, this seems influenced by Eliot's Four Quartets .. . the juxtaposition of elements and psychological struggles, y'know.