Skewed

As if not enough on my plate,
One more thing in life that I hate,
At the grocery mart,
We pick up a fresh cart,
But the damn thing will never push straight!

Angry Face (Fandango’s Flashback Friday)

Yay, it is Friday again, and Fandango has just published his Flashback Friday post. The idea is that he picks a post from this day in a previous year, to give newer readers a better insight into what makes him tick.

I have always liked that idea, so shall also post my own reminiscence. As much as anything, it reminds me of where I was, where I am now, and how far I have come. Hopefully, you will find it entertaining along the way.

Oh, and thank you to Jennifer at Paperkutzs for allowing me to use her image.


Come on, who agrees with me? This guy looks really pissed? From last year

Angry Face

Ha ha ha, I am just going through my morning notifications and I see that one of the blogs I follow has responded to a challenge of Things With Faces. It reminded me of a motor sign I once saw (and photographed) over in the Netherlands. Is it just me?

Will She Won’t She?

for Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) of 27 November 2020, fidelity.

Another disagreement,
Another evening fight,
To try and find a way to cool,
Takes off into the night.

She hails a passing taxi,
She’s not quite in her mind,
As taxi passes lit-up bar,
Might help her to unwind.

Decides in a split-second,
Commands the cab to halt,
Then seats herself on bar stool,
And orders up a malt.

One drink after another,
The whiskey comes at pace,
As head becomming fuzzy,
She sees a smiling face.

The man then introduces,
She likes his cheeky smile,
He makes her feel attractive,
He’s charming all the while.

He’s just here for a conference,
A stranger here in town,
A stylish young divorcee,
He helps her sorrows drown.

Enjoying time together,
He’s gentle, suave and kind,
They flirt as drinks are flowing,
Forgets the man behind.

It’s closing time already,
The barman shuts down tap,
Will she stroll back to hotel with him?
Feel like a nightcap?