Strictly Come Sitting…*

I’m feeling slightly overwrought By serial footage of competitive sport, The Commonwealth games, an impressive display, Drew me in deeper day by day: Grace, endurance and dedication All for the pride of our home nation, Me on the sofa (nothing new there!) Rapt with attention and starting to care To the point when I found […]


‘She was, like-‘ ‘And he was, like-‘ ‘And she was, like-‘ ‘And he was, like-‘ ‘And she was, like-‘ ‘And he was, like-‘ And, yes, by now I’m bored. Long since losing interest In what I may have overheard, Wondering in my idle way What on earth it was she had to say That somehow […]

Premier League*

The telly’s awash with men in shorts Like some bravado holiday resort. Huffing and puffing and snorting abound, The expletives deleted by techies on Sound The video editors nimble of finger Swift with the cuts so the hurt doesn’t linger Except, of course, when there’s foulness of play When it’s really quite obvious what players […]

Parking Political*

Parking in Brighton Is far from right on… The premium tariffs completely adrift And, frankly, causing rather a rift Between the Council, hovering with greed And road users whose freedom this impedes, Tourists, its seems, at the top of the list Of those entitled to feel p*ssed While those of us who just reside Are […]

Stage Craft*

Iyyy am an AC-tor! Can’t you tell By the sonorous resonance Of the stories I tell? Projecting my voice with so much to say But you’ll have to listen to me anyway… Well may you mutter, or whisper resentment But do, please, acknowledge the depth of my sentiment . All I ask is somebody to […]