Silly Poem – Transformation

On top form, she feels transported out of her formative years. Transported into a world, in which she is transformed into the form of her own muse. She is her own fairy godmother, her own fully-formed creation.   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, November 2019 Image by WikimediaImages from Pixabay   Savvy Book – Paris EchoContinue reading “Silly Poem – Transformation”

Silly Adventure – Stranded in Cornard

Not sure what I’m thinking of but, for some strange reason, I give Hubby a loan of DD, my beloved, if somewhat unreliable, Dacia. Thinking I need some exercise, I get Hubby to drop me off at the far end of Cornard, en route to his workplace. I find myself deposited upon the pavement inContinue reading “Silly Adventure – Stranded in Cornard”

Savvy Book – Paris Echo

‘Paris Echo’, by Sebastian Faulks. I’m told that the first sentence is key to writing a bestseller. And, on picking up a copy of Seb’s ‘Paris Echo’, I know this to be true. I read the first sentence: ‘I was taking a pee in the bathroom when I caught sight of myself in the mirror.’ (p.1) Recalling myContinue reading “Savvy Book – Paris Echo”

Silly Adventure – Lavenham Village

It’s a Lavenham day! Partly because I’m here to attend a How to Get Published session at the Lavenham Literary Festival; partly because Lavenham gave birth to a significant number of my illustrious ancestors.   Sir Harold Cooke was born around 1300,  in Moulsham, Berkshire, before moving to Lavenham, in Suffolk, where he proceeded toContinue reading “Silly Adventure – Lavenham Village”

Silly Poem – Divvy Dong

A response to Boris’ fine use of alliteration in his ‘dribble, drift, delay and dither’ drivel of a ‘Get Brexit Done!’ campaign.   Boris, dithering, dipped and dripped. “Well, I’ll be danged, if I didn’t deliver!” he drivelled, demented, dribbling, and delayed.   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, 24th November 2019 Image by kie-ker fromContinue reading “Silly Poem – Divvy Dong”

Silly Poem – The Sameness of Buns

In protest against the standards of sameness in bun-size, required by Pru & Co. in today’s episode of Junior British Bake-Off.   All similar and consistent in size, great texture and beautifully shaped, well-coloured and spiced, looks lovely and tastes delicious, but missing a bit of the … indefinable three-dimensional character that comes with beingContinue reading “Silly Poem – The Sameness of Buns”

Silly Poem – Rumblings

The rumbling gets to me in the way a not great thing grates upon a person. All of the rumbles and snorts and puffs intrude upon my sense of who I am and interfere with that which might be the continuation of myself, if it were allowed to continue, undisturbed by the inconvenience of theContinue reading “Silly Poem – Rumblings”

Savvy Book – My Sister, The Serial Killer

*See disclaimer at foot of post. ‘My Sister, The Serial Killer’, by Oyinkan Braithwaite. Why buy a book duty-bound to give one nightmares? Because it has an attractive cover? Can a nightmare even have an attractive cover? Think about it. What could be more appealing, to a cult-follower of Mary Shelley’s ‘Frankenstein’, than a lime-greenContinue reading “Savvy Book – My Sister, The Serial Killer”

A Silly Poem – No Views

No views. Is business a card, distributed to many, if the many see no purpose in following it through? Have I been reduced to a card of many that produces nothing? Am I a reduction? Will someone find me, someday, in the pocket of a charity shop jacket, and will they pick me up andContinue reading “A Silly Poem – No Views”