RDP Wednesday: Wisdom

Somehow this apple was forgotten on the tree. I only discvoered it this morning. It is still hanging on and I do not have the heart to remove it. Whether a wise decision or not I do not know, but it deserves to be spared from a fate worst than death. Perhaps I could take some seeds from it and plant them and a new tree will grow.

RDP Wednesday: Wisdom

RDP Wednesday: Sharpened

You have a problem, then sharpen your claws
You are feeling hungry, do not take a pause
A scratch behind the ear, then do not sharpen
Claws on skin not so good, your mood will then darken
If you are tired, might even be bored
Sharpen them up, don’t let you get floored
Whatever the problem, there is always a cure
Dig into the scratching post, just to be sure

RDP Wednesday: Sharpened

RDP Wednesday: Lineament

You cannot hide the truth, it is there in the middle of your face. It has served me well over the years and my sneezes were always heard, even from a distance. Yes we AngloSwiss tribes were gifted with overlarge noses. My grandfather had one, My dad had one, and although he cannot help it, No. 1 Son also has one. It was always said that I was my dad’s daughter.

Here we are together when I was about 16 years old, although I have more the look of Amy Winehouse and she was not even born then. Unfortunately I could not sing like her. Note dad with his tie. In those days blue jeans and a sweatshirt were not qualified as Sunday best. The family were then visiting his sister and so we dressed up for the occasion. Again note the nose, it was a family thing. Mum also had quite a large nose, so I did not really have a big chance.

We were sitting outside the Wish Tower Restaurant in a place called Eastbourne on the English coast. It is funny how names remain. I had a look in Internet and found the café which still exists, however now under name of Bistro Pièrre, now a French restaurant.

Times change and so do places, but yes, the nose remains.

RDP Wednesday: Lineament

RDP Wednesday: Glitter

The food is frozen, the shopping is done
Nothing more to do, the battle is won
Let the Christmas arrive, what could possibly go wrong
We are now all isolating so we will be strong
Mr. Covid stay out, you have no brain
Go Stick to a snowman and melt down the drain
We have floodlights outside, personification of glitter
They light up the night, what could be fitter

RDP Wednesday: Glitter