Here’s Boris! – Silly-Savvy Art

Gouache and collage, on 50 X 40 inch canvas board, painted in response to public queries regarding the whereabouts of Boris. See link to The Express article, ‘Where’s Boris?’ After a thorough search of the country – permission granted by Dominic Cummings ( i.e. one has to act upon instinct when in fear for the welfare…

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 risk…

Storm Diary 10 – Business

Storm Diary 10 – Business Sunday 15th March 2020 British. Business as usual. I check to see whether Non-Sick Sprog’s football match is still on. It is. We’re British, so why wouldn’t it be? Does a kids’ footy match count as a petri dish? Probably not. Lots of shouting and running around in the open…

Storm Diary 8 – Somethingness

Friday 13th March, 2020 Gave Non-Sick Sprogs lifts to school and work, avoiding all temptation to stop for a shop; have no wish to be coughed upon by the folk of Sudbury, whether they be the clientele of Aldi, Sainsbury’s, Tesco, or Waitrose! Returned home and washed my hands. Delivered Sick Sprog’s usual breakfast of…

Silly Politics – Boris’ Eggy Feet

Do I really want to go forward with 2020, when I’ve just had the most bizarre carrot on a stick dangled in front of my senses? Who, in the UK, or for that matter, the rest of the world, be it of American or European ilk, would want to egg old Boris on, as he…

Silly Book – The Secret Diary of Boris Johnson

Hilarious! After a grim Friday, slogging through the muddy grime of a rainy and sunless day, I picked myself up by a date with the old blunderer, Boris! The date, admittedly, didn’t get off to a promising start – turns out we have zilch in common when it comes to politics. But things started to…

Silly Letter – Dear Boris

Dear Boris, I’m not entirely sure why I have chosen to grace you with one of my utterly fascinating letters on today of all days, i.e. #SundayFunday! Because it has to be said that having a control freak in charge of my country of abode is not my idea of fun on any day, let…

Sillily-Serious Poem – Young Boris

I wrote this, yesterday morning (17th Oct, 2019), after observing a youthful Boris lookalike sauntering through St. Peter’s market square, Sudbury. Later that day, I had the misfortune of hearing the news about Boris agreeing a deal with the EU! Boris, young, with same loose tongue, whips, carefree, ‘neath glare of St. Peter’s . Cap…