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’s…

Getting Out of The Day Job 23: Dancer

Read you (i.e. I read the post Read me? by the author of ‘Waking Up on the Wrong Side of 50′)! Read all the first half, then skimmed the rest, as the thought of some tulips I spotted on the school run is luring me outside. Sitting here on my laptop watching the sunshine fading away is…

A Medicinal Stroll in Chilton

I’m sitting here staring at a book about the ‘Wrekin Giant’ wondering when I will finally get around to creating my own version of the Salopian folk tale. No point sitting here just thinking about it. If I’m not going to get on with it here and now, it’s time to get out. Not out…

Getting Out of the ‘Kitchen’ 16: Evolution

Disclaimer: I will receive a commission from Amazon if you choose to purchase a garden-storage container via the image link. Okay, so this post should really be titled ‘Getting Out of The Kitchen 1’ but, it’s really a continuation of my ‘Getting Out of The Day Job’ series – it’s just that the original blog…

Vagabond: A Savvy Poem

  Vague? Is my plan for a future that is not yet here a tad too vague? And, being vague, am I destined to wander; to wander on from place to place and to ping on back from bone to bone, and back right in to the d e p t h s of the…

PJ’s Perky Jaunt: A Comedy Club Review

Disclaimer: Should you choose to purchase a book (or a bath towel) via any of the book (and towel) images included in my blog posts, I will receive a commission from Amazon at no extra cost to yourself. Here I am again. Pint of mango cider in one hand. Pencil in the other. Unfortunately, it’s…

Dreamcoat: A Savvy Haiku

  A giant toggle nudges at strands of wool and I see my dreamcoat.   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, May 2019   Want to know more about Chilton? Read Chilled in Chilton.  

Dippy Bit

  I slice the top off my soft-boiled breakfast egg and watch as the little crackly bits start to cave in. But its a start-stop moment.  Most of the cracklies find themselves held back by a sticky membrane. Have the cracklies been saved from a great fall into a disaster zone, or have they been…

A Continental Appearance

Wearing last Friday’s incontinence pad, he ambles on into a game-playing cafe in Colchester, thinking to play with the crowds. The crowds, thinking otherwise, disperse and exit. Out in the streets of a Roman stronghold, a centurion gives his orders, and the games continue; continental soldiers, with drip-drying-dangly bits, and wiped-with-shared-sponges bottoms, being impervious.  …