Somehow – A Lockdown Poem

Somehow satisfying. Soothing, even. One might argue, stimulating. Not in any kind of saucy way, and not steamy, or even – sweaty. Just soothingly satisfying, seeing the seeds and sequins and, sometimes, even a sock – sucked up! Sucked up and suffocated. Sozzled. And. Sorted. Satisfying, somehow. By Jay Cool, The Silly-Savvy Salopian in Suffolk,Continue reading “Somehow – A Lockdown Poem”

Driving Through Foliage

Driven on, and driving, through things still growing, I reflect on the shortness of what it is to be me, An illusory span of meness, contracting, shrinking – inches becoming centimetres becoming millimetres becoming nothingtres as the concept of me is consumed by the foliage that carries on growing, bending – homing in on theContinue reading “Driving Through Foliage”

Leg: A Silly-Savvy Story

A leg. Two hours crab fishing, and only a leg to show for it. Okay, it may have been a crab’s leg, but judging by it’s already defunct existence, if something defunct can be said to exist, then it could hardly be put to good purpose in the culinary sense. ‘Rotten Crab’s Leg Paste’ justContinue reading “Leg: A Silly-Savvy Story”

Whatever Takes Your Fancy – Silly-Savvy Story

‘Select something,’ he said. ‘Yeah, I know, you said that before, but I just can’t think. It’s so hard to choose.’ ‘Just go for it. Whatever. Anything that takes your fancy!’ ‘But why? And if I do this, this time, what will you ask me to do next time?’ ‘Who knows – might be somethingContinue reading “Whatever Takes Your Fancy – Silly-Savvy Story”

Storm Diary 45 – Outcrop

Storm Diary 45 – Sun 19th April Still ploughing and plodding my way through Mary Webb’s Shropshire. Liaising with a mythical golden arrow, beats a spell in the company of Harry Potter’s magic wand any day! J K Rowling, stand aside – the late author, Mary Webb, is making a comeback! Not that I’ve reallyContinue reading “Storm Diary 45 – Outcrop”

Storm Diary 44 – Black Death

Storm Diary 44 – Sat 18th April 2020 Sore throat in morning – again. Starting to think I really do have the milder symptoms of Coronavirus. Yesterday’s pangs of the digestive system not so bad. Tragically, the pangs returned on cue, when Hubby and Eldest Sprog suggested going for one of their mega-long walks. TheyContinue reading “Storm Diary 44 – Black Death”

Storm Diary 12 – Celebrity

Tuesday 17th March 2020 Second day of Non-Sick Sprog’s home-schooling. That can wait. Today can be a late start. First, I must get to Aldi before all the shelves there are empty. Tesco has run out of tomatoes. And I need tomatoes. Tinned, boxed, tubed or free-fall – I need them! But, before I riskContinue reading “Storm Diary 12 – Celebrity”

Storm Diary 11 – Home-School

Monday 16th March 2020 Keep calm and carry on. Due to my mistrust of the government’s advice, with regards to limiting (accelerating!) the spread of Coronavirus, I’m choosing to withdraw Non-Sick Sprog from school for the time being. But, if she thinks she can have a lie-in, she can think again. Three yells from me,Continue reading “Storm Diary 11 – Home-School”