Grimbeau

Noon finds ersine Neil Young harvest mooning after brunching on the rise. Dervla whirls about the garden displaying gusto and little purpose. The writer formerly known as jfg007 thinks hard about the stoning to death of a disabled person of remote acquaint on the  stoney beach at Deal, Kent, in 1986.

Mr Brown often ate steak & ale pie with broccoli, carrots and spuds, all of this topped with generous hunks, nay  boulders, of Stilton cheese.

Still nowt from mad Granny Mump, he ruminated. Rushed off her feet by an intense session of gross moral turpitude while being held hostage at Winchester goal after a riotous yoga class of legal high-flyers? Time would tell it different

The chances of getting the versification underway are remote as there are matters financial to attend to. With that done in the break of a lamb’s leg, I am propelled by indifference to another afternoon of…