MISS ROSIE, THE VIRTUOSO

I’ve mentioned bonkers but lovely Rosie, the now 7 month old, ever bouncing puppy in this blog previously. What I hadn’t been aware of was her consummate piano skills…a virtuoso if there ever was one…until she’d paid a visit to my musician son’s…George by name…domain. Herewith, a video revealing Miss Rosie tickling the ivories, an … More MISS ROSIE, THE VIRTUOSO

JONNY CATAPAULT – THE PLUMBER THE ARTISTS ALL TRUST & LEONARDO DA VINCI’S BANGING WATER PIPES

“Well you know what they say Lenny boy, ‘There’s no such thing as a silent plumbing system,’ yet yours was banging away like a Soho brothel on a Saturday night if I may say so. I’m surprised you could get any bo-peep. Still, it’s all sorted now I’ve installed a handy anti-siphon trap.” “Yeah I … More JONNY CATAPAULT – THE PLUMBER THE ARTISTS ALL TRUST & LEONARDO DA VINCI’S BANGING WATER PIPES

A TEAR FOR MUSSOLINI

I hear you shed a tear for Mussolinihow very little I knew ofthe workings of your mindon that night seed embraced egg Then lateryou, your heart in one handa cigarette in the otheryour eight monthstumescent bellya radiance I think was lost to youthough not Ilaying down the lawas only the naïve andpassionate know how You … More A TEAR FOR MUSSOLINI

MS EARTH & DR TIME

BEFORE THE GAME OF HUMAN LIFE;An ‘undress me if you dare’frock of early morn’s visionlessmist spares the moorland her blushesNot that the Sun God gives a damnfor he has no regard for modestyno scruples and will unveil her in his own timeonly then she will be unmasked in all her glory AFTER, WHEN IT WAS … More MS EARTH & DR TIME

ROSIE

Waking up to a thumping headache, a headache born of far too much of last evening’s scarlet Bordeaux, a bleary eyed cursory morning glance toward the bedside table only to spot what I thought had been the stuff of dissolving dreams, namely a post-it note I’d scribbled upon that read, ‘Miss Rosie Mayday Lily Eve … More ROSIE