That Morning Sluggishness

There’s a slug in my shower

– sorry you’ll have to go

but however you  got there

I’ll just never know!

 

There’s a slug in my shower

-yes, you might well make haste

And, if that’s how you got there,

go on, back down that waste!

 

There’s a slug in my shower

-Yes, I know you’re quite small

But I just can’t be sharing…

That wouldn’t do at all!

 

There’s a slug in my shower

-yes… it’s raining outside

But you’d get just as wet here,

No use trying to hide!

 

There’s a slug in my shower

-what a card! Enjoy the ride.

I’ll drop you off real gently…

There now, you’re back outside.

 

There’s a no slug in MY shower

-for a moment  I felt sad

But then again…Hey buddy!

Can you find your OWN pad?hug me slugs

Photo credit: http://elizabethruffing.com/2015/06/finally-more-stuffed-toy-slugs.html

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Reflecting

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Stirring Stuff

My spoon is rather…

Gorgeous.

How can I

Convey

The pleasure it brings

To the touch –

Supremely

Smooth,

I cannot resist

Running

That silken curve

Down my jawline –

Itself, admittedly,

Not as smooth

Nor as firm

As once it was

But still able

To luxuriate

In the

Feel

Of this miraculous piece

Of Spoon-Smith’s

Craftsmanship;

Hard to resist

Once the initial

Contact

Has been made.

Then back to

My thumb

Caressing

The barely

Hollowed wood…

Hallowed wood

A feast for

All the senses;

My eyes follow

The richly diverse

Tones of the grain

Which seems to

Emulate

The silken tresses

Of an expensively

High-lighted head;

I close my eyes

And inhale

The distinctively

Subtle scent

Of the

Tung Oil-moisturised

Skin –

Ah… stirred by a

Wooden spoon!

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Little Painty Spider

Little Painty Spider.
Your Mum and sibling
Escaped
To the white expanse
Above,
With its artexed craters
And valleys, to hide.
You though
Didn’t realise the
Yellow
Roller was coming your
Way…nor did I. Then.
Too late.
Nevermind. You are now
Truly part of the
Décor
As your kind have long
Hoped for.
Gone but not forgotten.

Little Painty Spider

Image: http://naturemoms.com/blog/2006/05/30/natural-ways-to-get-rid-of-spiders/
spider

Well Matured

My mum was 18 (again!) yesterday

Knowing how she didn’t want anyone to know she was 80 last year (her friends all thought she was much younger and she didn’t want to disillusion them) we reversed the candles on the cake and there you have it – childish glee … but the camera angle kind of gives the secret away doesn’t it?
Well Matured

Still smiling

I think that I may be hearing beeps in my sleep. Enjoying my new job – the distinctly unglamorous role of Checkout Assistant in a local supermarket. The contrast between this and my day job couldn’t be more marked, but smiling at people all the time instead of asking them to “Sit down”, “Quieten down” or “Please write some answers down” really does lift the spirits! I finish the shift with a smile still on my lips and cheerfully weary I make my way home to iron my school ‘uniform’ for the morning.
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image: http://www.hoothollerscribble.com/help-is-required-for-your-failure-please-set-it-aside-and-continue-scanning/

“Quintessentially British my dear!”

Contentedness is…
a day off
and a rather nice
Afternoon Tea on the lawn.
afternoon-tea

Image: http://americangallery.wordpress.com/2009/06/01/gregory-frank-harris-1953/

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