Wednesday 2 July 2008
I was talked into this!
A good friend who thought i was the funniest chap he knew talked me into this. The bastard son of gene hunt. He died last week. It was hard enough to write while i watched him suffer its near imposible now. He lost a long dignified fight with brain tumors. He kept the finallity hidden from those closest till the very end. He was buried with full honours in his home town after a service in Richmond carried by his comrades. It will be a great loss.. Nothing seems funny now. oddball
Saturday 6 October 2007
Wednesday 27 June 2007
Meet the boys. Fredderick Smith and Barnabus Jones. Just two little guys having fun. They dont start wars, beat kids, kidnap children, sell drugs or shoplift. Nor do they commit terrorist acts.
They bark a little and leave Henry Wintermans around the garden. So why was Freddy left hours old in a black bag and Barney left in a park for dead. We call ourselves humane?
The sun it rose in monochrome it slowley dipped to grey
The TVs going digital and all of us will pay
Its not the way the BBC was set to run it seems
But now the bloke who holds the reigns has come from ITV
So what of all the lower class the plebs with CRT
They never asked for digital or freeview if you please
But now in Tonys golden age I sit in dark despair
The poor old sods who put him there for them he never cared
He's taken every penny the pensioners ever got
And to thank them for their every vote hes turned their tellys OFF!
Bye Bye Tony and mind the door doesnt hit you on the arse on the way out.
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