Friday, 2 November 2007
Rule Britannia
Out of the bus window I spy a white-haired gentleman on a bicycle wearing a pair of brown brogues, with white socks, khaki desert shorts, an anorak and a black bowler hat. He is a picture of English eccentricity as he whizzes past County Hall and I feel a surge of patriotic pride at the sight of him.
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that must be Boris Johnson then >>
Why picture loutish
eton craic
a fab lush brogue
patriotic anoraks,
and pride deserting
gentlemen at war
in eccentric sighs?
I slip bowless to
a sir free land
no snoot cockers
great knobs to hail,
cut the tie today
for a happiness few
feel,
aim high
hack
ask fate Howayiz
wah wah
is yiz
wib
us
hdhdbhw
~
Just honing my head on your heart and having a write-through of your wisdom puss. A write-through is where the writer takes one text and uses the same words/letters, to create a different one. It is a very challenging exercise, a mental equivalent of the hi-end stuff you do..like sieving ones mind through a tea strainer, knocking down a wall and rebuilding summat else with the same bricks, but great for intellectuals like us glammy... Just let it all out. I did this summer on the guardian books blog..sat at the console with a ruck of ale and letting my heart flood out in search of meaning for the poetic philosophy which i can now sum up in 500 words, but which took a few hundred thousand to get there...Good luck..
Mi Lady
No, too old. And no back pack.
BA
You're a clever fellow. Flattering, too.
Puss
Puss,
If I say, "Carry on, old bean," am I making a cliche? Anyway, BA has outdone my verbal pyrotechnics and bowlers off to him. Fun to be here.
There is something rather wonderful about the English way not quite relating to consensus reality and showing it in your dress that always stirs me as well.
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