back to writing

I'm on Jane and Caleb at the moment, being old friends and easy to pick up.  William is not abandoned.  Nor is Bess.  It's been a rollercoaster with health problems, a roof which gave me a shower when sitting on the loo, and the need to get my trees lopped before the winter storms [I used to do all my own tree surgery and gutters and some roofing but alas! Anno Domini caught up with me and mugged me]
And it's the first of December already and Christmas looms its ugly head again, so here are some of my thoughts on that mighty secular celebration of Mammon

Merry Christmas?

‘Neath the mistletoe and holly

You commit the Yuletide folly

Give in to the season’s force

‘Tis New Year will bring divorce

Brave the traffic and the snowdrift

‘Tis the season to be spendthrift

Did you take that Christmas brandy?

Court in New Year, well that’s handy.

Greet the family, though you hate them

Please don’t drink, and start to bate them

Violence over what they bought

This will buy your day in court.

With the neighbour’s Christmas lighting

‘Tis unwise to come out fighting

In the New Year, judge’s frown,

Bad luck, chum, you’re going down.