Happy with my kitty for Caturday

Posted in Caturday

“Time spent with cats is never wasted”
Sigmund Freud


For Caturday

Happy with my kitty
So I wrote this little ditty
Why don’t you sing along
To the tune of this familiar song

Soft kitty, warm kitty
Purring on my lap
Sleepy kitty, happy kitty
Why don’t I too take a nap

My little ball of fur
Listening to you purr
Life is kind of a blur
But this is how I prefer


Have a Fabulous Friday!

Posted in Fabulous Friday

“I understand what’s it like to work all week
and on Friday night just want to go
and leave your brain at the door,
buy some popcorn and be thrilled by something”
Don Cheadle

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Have a Fabulous Friday!

Leaving the working week far behind
I really have no idea how I ever survived
Fabulous Friday knocking at the door
Awaiting to carry me to a different shore

A glittering sequin dress, a pair of high heels
This is as good as it gets and feels
Leave your sad face and the bad place
Awaited Fabulous Friday is finally here

Prancing, dancing
Singing, winning
There is no stopping us
Well, not at least until the bus
Has arrived to take us home

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Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Sailor, and a Writer for Throwback Thursday

Posted in Throwback Thursday

“I’m a writer and, therefore,
automatically a suspicious character”
Sir Alfred Hitchcock

Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Sailor, and a Writer

Looking into
A writers mind
You may phew
On what you find

Look in,



Tinker, Tailor,
Soldier, Sailor,
Rich Man, Poor Man,
Beggar Man, Thief

Peeping Tom, Stalker
Pervert, Prude 
Sister, Brother
Loud Mouth, Mute


Killer, Saviour
Bad behaviour?

Winner, Looser
Coward, Hero
Or simply a Zero?

Storyteller, Liar
Truth teller, Denier

A questionable character?
Or just a clever Actor?
Or, on a Path?

Writer, Politician, or a Crook?
Did I get you hooked?

London in Black and White for World Wide Wednesday I two

Posted in World Wide Wednesday

“There’s nowhere else like London.
Nothing at all, anywhere”
Vivienne Westwood

London in Black and White

…Hop on a bus
Without much fuss
Follow the lines
And you’ll be fine
Eyes wide open
Seeing more than hoping
In the evening
You are dreaming
Of how much more
The next day has in store