Another year begins . . .

Today is my birthday.
I shall get up late and drink coffee.
My quarantined birthday cards will get opened.
I shall have liver and bacon for lunch
with mustard.
Lots of mustard.
Hot stuff.
The world will go on unaware that I am here,
that I have been for eighty seven years.
I have learnt that “i” comes before “e” except after “c”
except when it doesn’t
the sum of a lifetime’s learning.
I shall have a mince pie
and eat a Twix.
I shall break rules that are there to be broken
and hate the Government.
My “Expectation of life” is tomorrow and
if I’m spared
I shall enjoy it.

About The Author

Born 9 December 1933. Former Royal Air Force person. Retired Church of England Clergyman. Father. Grandfather, and now, Great Grandfather. Citizen of Europe and Fervent Remainer. Thinks that Members of Parliament and especially Ministers of the Crown, who lie to Parliament should be brought before a public tribunal where the evidence can be heard, and examined, and suitable penalties awarded.
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