Monday 2 June 2008

Sunday 1 June 2008

‘why were you angry?’
but we spoke in two tongues.
‘let’s talk weather then!’

My mother rang up to say she watched ‘Britain’s Got Talent’.
‘I don’t know why that dancing lad won!’ she said. ‘I voted for the sad faced bullied schoolboy singing ‘Pie Jesu’ in a grown-up suit with his shirt hanging out.’

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