on display

February 6, 2012

Last remnants of the watery snow cling to the grid pattern on the pier. We’re quite used now to stare through the security fencing in a desultory manner vaguely wondering when the ‘new’ structure will appear. Architects are appointed but that’s about all that’s happened since this post. We’re patient folks down here – grateful for the odd crumb . . . .

. . Cosmo’s displays make the blokes drool! Through his security window there’s a sexy, but bulky, old Triumph . . .

. . . and this BSA nonchalantly parked outside . . .

. . . another shop offers this display of soft pink and red tones – looking in closer I note the pink laces on the huge boots . . .

. . . did this little chap get his gear from this shop? A cross dresser?? Not sure he’s going to pull looking like this but then,  this town  is a strange place!


‘Help, help, ‘ said a man. ‘I’m drowning.’
‘Hang on, ‘ said a man from the shore.
‘Help, help, ‘ said the man. ‘I’m not clowning.’
‘Yes, I know, I heard you before.
Be patient dear man who is drowning,
You, see I’ve got a disease.
I’m waiting for a Doctor J. Browning.
So do be patient please.’
‘How long, ‘ said the man who was drowning. ‘Will it take for the Doc to arrive? ‘
‘Not very long, ‘ said the man with the disease. ‘Till then try staying alive.’
‘Very well, ‘ said the man who was drowning. ‘I’ll try and stay afloat.
By reciting the poems of Browning
And other things he wrote.’
‘Help, help, ‘ said the man with the disease, ‘I suddenly feel quite ill.’
‘Keep calm.’ said the man who was drowning, ‘ Breathe deeply and lie quite still.’
‘Oh dear, ‘ said the man with the awful disease. ‘I think I’m going to die.’
‘Farewell, ‘ said the man who was drowning.
Said the man with the disease, ‘goodbye.’
So the man who was drowning, drownded
And the man with the disease past away.
But apart from that,
And a fire in my flat,
It’s been a very nice day.  Spike Milligan  Have a Nice Day

7 Responses to “on display”

  1. Claudia Says:

    The dog! What a wally! It looks sheepish too… Hilarious poem.

  2. julia fogg Says:

    But the dog’s owner was so proud!! Not sheepish just shivering!!

  3. woodlandpigs Says:

    Dear Spike Milligan!

    One of the tall windows in the mezzanine here just shattered!!

    -8 deg here so must have been the cold.

    Taped it up. God willing it will last the night x

  4. julia fogg Says:

    Get the landlord on the blower!!

  5. Claudia Says:

    Luckily drunkards from The Generator are not roaming the French countryside breaking people’s windows, they stick to central London.

  6. Val Says:

    Love the transition from fencing to pinkness in the photos! Great poem too!

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