Laughter. Ageless.

Something new and something old. The old being, as rip-roaringly, stitch-producing as always. Because nothing doubles up the punters more than a monthly dose of the usual. Everyone knows that the same-old jokes become even funnier in the retelling. Why else do we fail to switch channels when the same-old episodes of The Big-Bang TheoryContinue reading “Laughter. Ageless.”

Sheridan Meets Bickles at Sudbury`s Brewery Tap!

Mega-excited to be back at The Tap for a booster by Bickles! True, it’s not the kind of booster to protect me from Covid’s winter rage, or even from the flu. But a giggle with Bickles, after such a long period of deprivation from live comedy, is guaranteed to be a darn-sight more effective thanContinue reading “Sheridan Meets Bickles at Sudbury`s Brewery Tap!”

Keep A Grip

Gas prices rise. Keep a grip. Income Support dips. Keep a grip. One for the price of two. Keep a grip. Profits drop. Pubs shut. Empty shelves. Employment hit. But keep that grip, says Boris.   Copyright owned by Jay Cool Image by mohamed Hassan from Pixabay   P.S. Out of politeness, I decided againstContinue reading “Keep A Grip”

Nasty Beets

A zillion jumping beetles, with some flair, play dodgems, and they do not care, `bout who did plant such seeds that grew.   That grew and grew `til leaves anew tiered up and out as if they could be stands held out – as if they should   be hosts to louts that leap about,Continue reading “Nasty Beets”

#LifeDrawingLive

Spent a happy few hours colouring in this drawing, inspired by Sunday evening`s #LifeDrawingLive – the BBC art show presented by Joe Lycett. I never got the attraction of colouring books, in which the consumer takes pleasure out of colouring in drawings and patterns produced by someone else. But adding the colour to my ownContinue reading “#LifeDrawingLive”

Jumping Flea Beetles

So much for a lie-in. I`m wide awake at 6.40am, unable to return to my slumbers for fear of the multitudes of little menaces that might, during the night, have taken advantage of my absence to get stuck in. I can see them now, tucking into their third or fourth breakfast of the most tastyContinue reading “Jumping Flea Beetles”