My stories are told from my toes; in the places between my joints, where vast expanses of sun-soaked-night sky are lit up by the flecks let loose from my mother bones; flecks, once broken, now holding their own – numinous. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, June 2019 Image by Johannes Plenio from Pixabay Please read moreContinue reading “Numinous: This Physical Thing”
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33: Grated Orange
Today is a Day Job day. Stop complaining, I hear you say; do your bit for society and be grateful. I feel grateful, as in grated and full. Bits of my skin have been grated off and the wounds have been allowed to fester. The infection was supposed to make its way into me, toContinue reading “33: Grated Orange”
31: Chef
It’s chucking it down with the Gods’ urine this morning. Not a day for the usual therapeutic-kerbside photography! What now? Should I work on my chart hit, or is that too yesterday? Should I plan ahead for the day job, or is that too tomorrow?* Today? Today, thanks to an early-morning interaction with the siteContinue reading “31: Chef”
32: The Outcome
Needless to say, now that I’ve hit the kitchen, things are deteriorating at tip-top speed. I’ve gathered together the basics, i.e. a measuring jug and rolling pin, but, I’m having trouble with finding any available cooking chocolate. I would ask for your help out there, with a ‘Has anybody seen the chocolate?’ plea, but thenContinue reading “32: The Outcome”
30: Chart Hit
End of the job that somehow led me to where I am now; led me to where I am but, perhaps not to who I am. So who am !? And, more to the point, what am I? Needing to know what I am, it dawns on me that this is a rock-chick day. AContinue reading “30: Chart Hit”
29: A Hat Day
What better thing to do on a windy and woefully wet Saturday, than a spot of hat modelling? One’s cluttered cloakroom shelf makes the ideal backdrop for the shoot! And, yes, I know it’s obvious that I’m doing my best to promote Suffolk Punch Comedy Club gigs, by wearing such a fabulous t-shirt!* But, IContinue reading “29: A Hat Day”
Menopause: Silly-Savvy Poem
I pause, just for a nanosecond, to consider the flaw in the word menopause. Isn’t it women, they such as I, that suffer from the pause? And what is this pause anyway? Do women just stop, rest awhile, and take the time to consider, as I – am doing – now – the flaw? TheContinue reading “Menopause: Silly-Savvy Poem”
Laughter on Tap: Menstruation
It’s that time of the month again! And, no I’m not talking about my menstrual flow. I’m a middle-aged woman – give me a well-deserved break! It’s that time – first Wednesday of the month! Brewery Tap time! Time for a laugh with another of many hilarious Suffolk Punch Comedy Club gigs. I say, it’sContinue reading “Laughter on Tap: Menstruation”
Happy Birthday: A Silly Poem
Feeling hapless on his Birthday, he was reluctant to eat the chocolate cakes that, courtesy of his colleagues, spelt out the Happy occasion. So instead, stalling for time, he sought to create an anagram, to rearrange the inevitable, before it’s consumption. But, Google being unable to deliver, all that he could come up withContinue reading “Happy Birthday: A Silly Poem”
28: Death
Can’t believe it! Kept in by the wind and rain, I just picked up a random book from a random shelf in my kitchen. Yes, there are books galore in every room in my house, and it is a rare moment in which I regret the purchase of any of them. Except today! TheContinue reading “28: Death”
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