The Artistic Dog
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The kingdoms of Experience, in the precious winds they rot; While paupers change possessions, each one wishing for what the other has got; And the princess and the prince, Discuss what’s real and what is not; It doesn’t matter inside the Gates of Eden
What a two weeks I’ve had! I’ve felt like The Man in The Moon, I’ve been on my own so much whilst Himself has been off playing the Leader of the Gang at the Bewdley Festival. He’s been gone in the morning, gone in the afternoon, gone in the evening. He thinks leaving me some…
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Now the preacher looked so baffled, when I asked him why he dressed; With twenty pounds of headlines stapled to his chest; But he cursed me when I proved it to him, then I whispered “not even you can hide, you see you’re just like me I hope you’re satisfied”
Him Indoors tries to keep me updated on things. We’ve been a bit gloomy on a couple of occasions this year because he’s had a couple of good friends die, maybe this has influenced his mood talking to me. Today he heard of another chap who he worked with at BASF for twenty five years,…
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I stood unwound beneath the skies and clouds unbound by laws; The cryin’ rain like a trumpet sang And asked for no applause
It’s easy to forget just what a lucky old chap I am. Him Indoors, much as I moan, actually treats me very well. I could suggest I need a little more exercise (I really do like strolling along the river) but I understand if he has things to do and people to meet which mean…
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Restless Farewell
Life seems to be delivering some of the saddest times to me and Him Indoors. Another fine friend, known for over 40 years to the Boss, has left our world and our world is much the poorer for the loss of Malcolm Jackson. Oh all the money that in my whole life I did spend, Be…
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Come senators, congressmen please heed the call, don’t stand in the doorway, don’t stand in the hall; for he that gets hurt , will be he who has stalled, there’s a battle outside and it is ragin’, it’ll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls, for the times they are a-changin’
Do you know, as I get older I become much more philosophical. I sort of think I have gathered some wisdom through my nearly 11 doggie years (almost 77 human years apparently) although I seriously doubt it some days. Him Indoors is now effectively younger than me, so I have been told. Therein lies a…
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But if you do right to me, I’ll do right to you, too; Ya got to do unto others, Like you’d have them do unto you
I’m still hot. Not quite so hot and The Boss has ceased covering my back in a wet, cold towel to make sure I don’t boil up! But, let’s be honest here, whilst it’s all very nice this heat-wave, we British folks aren’t designed to deal with it. Our lifestyles are all about rushing and…
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Well I wake in the morning, fold my hands and pray for rain; I got a head full of ideas, that are drivin’ me insane; It’s a shame she makes me scrub the floor, I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
I’m was lay on The Boss’s bed watching the pictures of the visit of President Trump. It appears Trumpy is not happy with the proposed Brexit deal and has managed to confirm for the nation what we all knew – that the poor old Maybot has annoyed everybody of every single persuasion! Some achievement he…
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“How far are you all going?” Ruby asked with a sigh. “We’re going all the way till the wheels fall off and burn, Till the sun peels the paint and the seat covers fade and the water moccasins die” Ruby just smiled and said “Ah, you know some babies never leave”
Football. Non-stop football. Plus Golf. Plus Cricket. More football. Occasional tennis. Then yesterday, the France travelogue known as the Tour de France! I’ve never had to watch so much sport on the television. Its non-stop, 24 hours a day. Let’s be honest, there is only so long even I can sleep for before I need…
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Dignity
I try not to be too serious in my musings. Life can be rather too serious sometimes. But this week The Boss and I lost someone who meant very much to us. So I feel I must contain my customary jaundiced view from the pavement and write some words in tribute of one the best…
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In the courtyard of the golden sun, you stand and fight or you break and run; You went and lost your lovely head, for a drink of wine and a crust of bread
Fine weather brings all sorts of benefits. Plus quite a lot of funny moments. Take The Boss. I have probably neglected to tell you all that he returned from his recent cruise carrying even more weight! I am far too respectful to announce this to the world, but I do have the journalist’s responsibility to…
