The Mortimer Trail
Just a perfect day
hard boiled egg, Tyrells crips
and then maybe
from our flask
we’ll drink tea.
Just a perfect day
herefordshire countryside
hay bales and skylark song
and then later
when it gets dark
we’ll drink beer.
With apologies to the late Lou Reed for nicking his meter
I was once alive… just.
It was this ECG and what happened afterwards that had an accelerating affect as I travelled my road to existential enlightenment.
A few of my unfavourite words
I thought it might help ease me through this dark winter if I exorcised some of the words that I despise. In no particular order:
| Awesome | Over used and over here. |
| Heart | But only when referring to my own ticky-pumping thing. I can say British Heart Foundation or Heart of the Matter without wincing. |
| Cuddle | Oh, that word is just too awful. Please, make it go away. |
| Tummy | Like fingernails scraped down a black board. |
| Like | I, like, kinda, so hate the way this word can be fitted, like, about six times in a sentence these days. |
| Movie | It’s a film for fuck’s sake. Or a fillum if you’re from the north east. |
| Comfy | I confess to being uncomfortable about this one. |
| Nil | But only when preceded by the word Wrexham. A bore draw at best. |
| Panini | It’s a singed and squashed ham butty you ponce. |
| Crimbo | Unless taken to extremes as in Crimbo Dex for Christmas Decorations. |
| Baulk | I always baulk at this one. Then wretch. |
That’ll do for starters…
The strangers of Pen y Bryn
Who are those people who stand and stare?
I see them, always from behind.
Never quite catch up to them.
When I get there, they’re gone.
Picknicking Penrhos Pigeons
We few pigeons of Penrhos are
waiting for picnickers to come from afar.
Cheesy riches, pork pies, sandwiches.
We like to poo on your car
Juliet Tango
A Tango…
Music & Lyrics : Tom Evans
(Allegro)
Juliet Tango, the plane
She has two wings to her name
And if you fly her too slow
she’ll let you know.
Juliet Tango she flies
and you can see with your eyes
that when she takes to the skies
She’ll blow your mind.
(Allargando)
Flying, with grace and style
She’ll take you miles
and miles away.
(Allegro)
Juliet Tango is fab
she has two seats in her cab
but room for one in her heart
his name is Mart (in).
And now an alternate verse provided by me here…
Juliet Tango the plane
she had an intact tailplane
but if you fly her too low (slow, and in a bloody crosswind)
to the scrapyard she will go.
Elvis cake
Forget all those ridiculous stories
Every last one is a fake…
Elvis doesn’t work in a chip shop.
He lives inside a Cherry Madeira Cake
…(Sainsbury’s Own Brand)
Love between trees
An oak and a cherry
their arms entwined
embrace and kiss
until the end of time
Found this rather distracted pair on the steep hill behind my house. (Meifod, Powys)
Leftover tree
Leftover Tree
Cuprum Surplusii
prefers shady position, out of wind and grows best in copper-rich soils
