Saturday, November 14, 2015

October 13...

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"I'm off to The Gambia,
Where life's namby-pambier"...

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I know, I know...but what the hell else rhymes with 'Gambia'? I'm not a proud man...
All things being equal (fingers crossed, God willing, and with a following wind; all the usual provisos - the older more mature experienced I get, the longer the list seems to grow) I'll be back in three months. Back from just another troubled country in an increasingly troubled world. It has to be said. Until then, the very fondest of fond farewells - to each and every both of you...

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Friday, November 13, 2015

no fish course, no damp course...

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cottage pies past their
sell-by date go best with the
(derelict) house red...

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('I'll have the house wine, please. Single-storey': 17 Syllables)

Thursday, November 12, 2015

bloodsuckers' victims? - they're suckers, too...

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Vampires seem drawn to
my neck of the woods. Or is
it just to my neck?...

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(17 Rather Sillybles)

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

hand them a bag and tell them to fillet...

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there's only one place
to go for surf & turf meals:
a sharkuterie...

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('Fine Fin dining': 17 Syllables)

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

sustainable fishing v net profits...

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There's always a catch
when you fish unethically.
And that's the problem...

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- it's a very profitable catch...









('Net profits are worth little if the nets are unethical': 17 Syllables)

Monday, November 9, 2015

a two-liner...

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I've just made a rod
for my own back! I can fish
in half the time now...

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('3 fishing lines': 17 Syllables)

Sunday, November 8, 2015

Still Life - but it's ebbing away...

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an artist who wants
to draw blood has no need to
sharpen his pencil...

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- I tell you what though, that's bloody realistic...









(17 Syllables)

Saturday, November 7, 2015

a case of life not renewing my remembership...

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just how long have I
had amnesia? - "as long as
I can't remember"...

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(Have I done bad things 
in life? Who knows? As long as 
I can't remember!)









('As long as I can't remember x 2': 17 Syllables)

Friday, November 6, 2015

the collector...

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if my dad ever
wants to see his collection -
he closes his eyes...

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- memories are priceless, possessions immaterial...









(Life: it's not just about 'stuff': 17 Syllables)

Thursday, November 5, 2015

misspelt bred...

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Bread? Hate the stuff. I
never touch it - unless you
count profiter rolls...

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- don't you just hate it when someone whips the cream?...








('My wife's are so good, they're profiterole models': 17 Rather Sillybles)

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

see the world without paying the earth...

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It's a small world. You
only need a small fortune
to travel round it...

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- I did once (see www.thelandofcheesefondue.blogspot.com), 1991-2001...








(17 Syllables)

Tuesday, November 3, 2015

stage fright...

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Bloody hell! If all
the world's a stage, just how long
is the Tour de France?...

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- today Antwerp to Huy, tomorrow the world? (peloton...and on...and on...)








('Hand 'em a tandem, they're far two tyred': 17 Syllables)
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Migrants storm Eurotunnel (news item)
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What to do? "We'll storm
the tunnel!" (They won't get through,
not even one'll.)
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Monday, November 2, 2015

today: the red planet - tomorrow: the well-read planet?...

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Water on Mars means
primitive life can exist!
(Like it does in Slough)

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(a big news story this week)








('If there's H2O, then I'm Good2Go': 17 Syllables)

Sunday, November 1, 2015

it's a double whammy: hair AND memory loss...

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"When did you go bald?" -
"Me? I can't remember, off
the top of my head"...

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(if parting's such sweet bloody sorrow, just imagine what no parting's like)








(17 Syllables)