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#276
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Don't tell me they
Are going to put The dog on the stone. I will do a sketch For it I said. End. |
#277
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My Gran said to most
People that she would Be lost without our Alexandra. But she was short And snappy with her. I know a lot of people Would not understand, But my ol'mum had To buy the whiskey And hide it from Gran until the evening Where Gran would Phone up and ask Where it was. When Gran phoned The taxi driver And asked if they Would go to the Shop and buy whiskey And then drop it off, They obviously refused. And my Gran was Ushered inside by the Neighbour when they Saw her struggling Accross the road On a quest to make It to the Shop when She was not fit to. And she fell down The stairs and it Is an awful feeling, Heart in your mouth Type of feeling When you get A call saying that Someone found her At the bottom of The stairs, but the Paramedics have Been and gone So she is ok. The nurses Who tended to Gran To give her the Insulin for diabetes Said when Gran Was out of ear shot That they knew The mind of addicts And they will do What it takes for In my Grans case alcohol. It was reassuring For my ol'mum But it meant That even though They were professionals, There was no Hiding from the truth. Who found out was Completely out of The families hands. My Grandfather would Have been furious. Even though it Was not a closely Guarded secret, there Were staff in and Out at least four Times a day. We were not ashamed Of Gran though. She just wanted Someone to yap to! And I can fine Well imagine what The caring staff Would say in the brief. My Gran was hard work. And a drinker. And A smoker. Coffee And a fag is the Only thing on her mind. Try your best but Be prepared for resistance. |
#278
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Paraletic. Claire when
They cut my hair. Pins, in place. Yes Danny Glover. |
#279
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If something is not planned,
That does not necessarily Mean it was a mistake. No doubt. |
#280
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I never sought sympathy.
And if I was loose end, Felt like talking, I was Shot down in flames. Never once: ok I will give you that, That was tough. Fred would try and Trounce my feelings By something in his life. Just let me have this one? The hospital spoke For itself but I began To think, that he Must think I am defective too. You take pills? (One pill actually) Is what you have Terminal like my Mam's liver cirrhosis? It could be genetic. I could get it. My cousin was A real junk head And I had carry The coffin even though I was not Sad in the slightest To see that Waste of skin go. Boys used to target Me cause my Brother was hard, so I had to learn How to fight. I never went to University because I Never had a computer At home or enough money To download music. Ok sorry I spoke. There was no use Confiding in Fred. He said Paul Was wonder boy Off his own back, And then I confessed Well, there was This time and that time. And he said that His sister's got More than him And he worked for Absolutely everything himself. He made out like He was impoverished, But he just had A large family. And his mum Did not identify Or wear a cross But like my Gran She would sing My cup, rolling over A very christian belief. He thought he Was hard done by When he wasn't. His parents were What I wish mine Were more like. When kids came Along they dedicated Themselves to family life. A close knit family. The parents who Would give things Up if need be To provide for them all. Mine just seemed To avoid responsibility Or not face up to. My ol'mum was Offered promotions But she turned Them down again and again. Do it for your kids. She admitted not Wanting any so That base was covered. She did not even Listen to her brother Who said, do it For self improvement To better herself. The pay was not A massive amount more But once you take One step up, you Can take another After that one. And looking back It was maybe a Good thing Fred did Not let me dwell On some things. Yet when it was convenient He would remind Me that I was In that place. All the stupid things I wanted to Forget about he Would make me Feel like it was The work of a Complete crazy coot. Ravings of a lunatic. So I began to Consider that maybe There was meaning. He could be wrong. I may be right And a slim chance Was still a chance. I was not insane. I would not Be walking the streets If they thought I was insane. They would have Kept me longer Than the 28 days If they thought I was insane. They would not Have asked me About my childhood. They would not Have offered art therapy Or assertiveness classes. I was not insane. Last edited by Anonymous32895; Jan 09, 2019 at 07:17 PM. |
#281
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Act a twatt. Wife beater.
Smells of eggs. The prodromal phase. I have all his albums. How many is that? They were the Biggest kid out Of all us. |
#282
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That hour or so after work,
I learned to let it all Go over my head. So you're a jungle bunny now? R.e.s.p.e.c.t sock it to me. Speechless. And to Say girl power? I did know the dance Moves to all their hits. I even danced on the Stage at school With some friends. I was posh. The spice girls Are a national treasure. They were Britain's First girl group. They paved the way For Girls Aloud And the Saturdays. Who have some Great pop songs. I listen to hard rock But I like pop music. It started with The spice girls. Don't hate on the spice girls. They stand for something. Not many bands knew exactly What they stood for. |
#283
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Layering. T shirt, hoodie
Then a denim or leather jacket. Sign of fashion. Or because this Is a cold country? Must b h.ard to decide. I let you get away with it. Or was it a losing battle. I never took a spare jumper. Couldn't have looked Too bad or someone Would have slam dunked. |
#284
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Did I over analyse
Some banter? Most likely. But Fred said It in earnest when My contract was slashed. My friends tried To warn me you Just wanted your Claws in a sugar daddy. And Patrick told me... I did know it Was just a joke. I was only just 18. And theoretically I would still have Been in my final Year of high school If I had not left. I was younger Was the main reason. Fred took it way Out of context. He was good at that. |
#285
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You got jumped?
By some valley Upped neds. He says. How old were they? About fifteen but There was a gang Of like ten oh the fukkers. They decked you for fun? Be honest did You say something stupid? Nut. They kaint I was drunk. And took advantage. Advantage? I have never Heard that applied To a man being before. Why did you walk Home on your own? Men get mugged. Sorry I don't mean To give you a grilling. You mouthed off Back to them, and That was why they Went for you, admit it. You thought you could Take them because They were Young and You were too drunk. Fred could of taken Patrick, since we Are on the subject. As much as I never Got his hard man complex, He was a force To be reckoned with. I was jumped twice As a kid. But they Never hit me. One was, just because I spoke back To one boy so He got two of his pals. I think I said he Looked like a rat so I felt responsible. The other was In an accident And died tragically. He targeted me Because I was Top of the class. I learnt my lessons Early on in life. |
#286
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I never spoke about
The house warming polava. It sounded like an Eastenders storyline. More specifically little Moe and Trevor. People did speculate That he was gay. And the soap storylines Coincided with their reasoning. I read what happened In the soaps in The t.v. guide every week. David Platt was violent And the twist was He was gay. (He then Switched back to the home team) Aaron-Sugdon Dingle Was also really angry and violent And the twist was The same - he was gay. I gate crashed Freds sisters room When I was under The influence and his Mum nearly banned Me from their house. Which was understandable. My son's not a Gayboy. I know I am sorry. Maybe I won't drink again. Nope. That thought Never crossed my mind. Give up drinking? I never did something Illegal did I. Not like I ever got in a fight. The planks. That was High up. That was In fact very dangerous. I should have been Pulled up for that. |
#287
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Cutting my hours.
I would not have Gone to citizens advice. I would have took My chances and said Ok, I will look For an alternative job. But I knew how hard It was finding work In my hometown And the surrounding area. And when they told Me it was a grey area, It felt to me they were Saying "we feel for your plight" But I signed the contract . I came in and signed The dotted line. And I was not happy, But I was thankful That I was still kept on. It was actually more Than most employers Would have done. And if I had not Found out that Fred was grumbling To his bosses Then I would Not have went To the Advice Bureau. It was anonymous And I did not Tell everyone that It was only part-time. I thought more Of Fred and trusted That he would say I was simply back at work. He did not need To say about the hours. So he told everyone It was only part-time. Being back at Work was better Than having to Go to the job centre For a whopping £45 A week. That was Soul crushing. I weighed up The pro's and con's From my esoteric knowledge. And bang goes My fragile pride again. My parents would Have said that Fred should not Have emphasised that It was only part time. It was better than no Work and in my situation I was fortunate that I was kept on. And that the boss Knew I needed time To recuperate and That most bosses When they saw My absence note Would have questioned My fitness to return And I would have Been paid off. They were not Always wrong - my parents. I knew nothing about Disorders before I Was in hospital rehab. I still do not know. I could not watch A person in hospital And say they must be... I just know my Personal experiences. I could only help Someone who has Been through similar To myself and I Was never going To be able to work In nursing or social care Because it was Too close for comfort. Eighteen is young But it is a young adult. I was not anorexic, That is not a Big taboo in my time. I could talk about Having an eating disorder And people would Say you look fine now And my pals sister Was like that etc. Me, and my phase Was a whole Other ball game. I have never Spoke aloud about psychosis. |
#288
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As a kid, acrobatics
Amazed me. Extreme Sports had me in awe. Gymnasts and their Dedication to perfectionism. I was stunned. Inhibition Stood between me And most sports. I saw a programme on Parkour and I was sceptical. Fred say's me and my mates Used to do that On the school roof When we were kids. What a bunch of clowns. Of course if something Piques my interest And I always wondered How anyone could Go a skateboard. I never thought They were losers. And the interviewer Asks why they do Death defying stunts. And it is about Overcoming barriers in life. No barriers. No limits. Freedom. I got pis^sed once And climbed someone's shed. And jumped onto a wall. I felt so unbelievably stupid I nearly died of embarrassment When I walked past The scene of the crime. I am the antithesis of parkour. I take comfort in Limiting my choices. Less is more. Or put it this way - I work by exploring all My options, going Off on tangents but I find joy when I cut down to the chase, That's the one. In order to find What you are looking for, It is necessary To kiss frogs. What is the male Equivalent to this? Love was always More important to women. I guess I like puzzles. Pulling everything together. Something that alone Does not make sense But when you link It to another piece. I always placed more Value on a book Than a film. I would Have thought that People who had time To hunt for bargains At boot sales would Have time for reading. Turns out they are Hoping to stumble On something valuable. One man's trash Is another treasure. Their hope is finding An antique that the Seller thinks is Not worth much. A future investment. An heirloom. I watched My fair share of The antiques roadshow. A first edition hardback, Would be the only Book worth holding on to. Last edited by Anonymous32895; Jan 12, 2019 at 06:28 PM. |
#289
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Hit by a bus.
I asked if my Colleague was Going to chill out After lunch as They had no more Clients and they Were always tired. They thought I asked If the client was. Everyday is for them. |
#290
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My Gran was diabetic
Type 2 and she Ate fruit and had Mini mars bars. That she never ate. You always had Bottles of Lucozade! Not just one sole mars bar. A sugary drink would Be faster than a Bar of chocolate. There was a bag Of sweets and Yoghurts in the fridge. There was sugar In the sugar pot. Add some to your Powdered Lattes you drank. I had fruit and I had A packet of fruit gums. A banana which I always had was Better than a mars bar. You never actually Spoke about being diabetic. I think one of the Other ladies may Have said it. You should never Have been in the shop On your own. The Boss had security But she did not Have access to The camera in The other branch. If you passed out? There was king size, Bars galore because, I bought on Friday. You said help yourself To the Saturday person. Not empty the Whole tin and pocket The rest if they take Your fancy. There Was a pack of Lucozade under your desk. |
#291
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Modigliani. I thought
That he walked Into the sea? I may as well tell You because you Will find out anyway. |
#292
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They were, hot,
So turned on the fan. Face it he is A big man. Scientific terminology all round. They are quiet. Opposites attract. Because the entire Population of The world can be Classed into Introvert or extrovert. And it was better Two tea spoons. I was not just Following the instructions. The senna got Stuck in their teeth Or they spat it out. Why rush in And correct it. The razors were Under the sink. They were never Refreshed because We were not permitted To shave with Manual razors. But Their electronic one Had bit the dust. We were not Supposed to cook On the hob either. The poor guy never Got out a walk. He was mobile Compared to the Rest of the complex. He had not much Else to do but eat. I would have packed My suitcase and Done a runner. |
#293
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Will you, move!
Your mum is a banshee. Sparrow legs! You point. I don't know what You said to blue wicked, But when they blew Out their birthday Candles they wished That someone would Blast you into space. |
#294
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I did not conk out
After the shower, I fell asleep on The bathroom floor. |
#295
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The funny farm is anything
But fun, I can vouch for that. I was transferred to the Heart ward for a sensitivity To a certain medicine. I do not wish to be dramatic But I genuinely could Have died from heart failure. That is why a patient Can have four checks In one day. Taking meds Is no joke. A lot of sufferer Have faced trauma. It is no laughing matter Being in psychiatric treatment. |
#296
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In the butterfly effect
There is a scene where A character is strapped/restrained To a bed in a psychiatric facility And I have seen the same in other Relatively modern fictional films Based in the U.S. I was under the impression That in the UK that Does not happen. Maybe to the criminally insane? |
#297
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Senior moments. Blonde moments.
Sheer thick as two short planks. I heard the narrator talking About dolphins caught In fishing nets for tuna. I knew it was tuna fish. |
#298
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There is always one.
Lower the tone. There is always one. Only like grapes in wine. Only like coconut in Pina colada. Run Like the wind bullseye. |
#299
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French kissing in the arch way.
Straggled joggers in takeout. Now, he laughed liked a hyena. Sh^t catchers Fred called Cuffed joggers. Tattoos On the small of back Were a tramp stamp. I only used to wear Make up for a night out. I had good skin. I am fairly pale skinned. I used to like Using sunbeds. We Get told we need Vitamin D and some sun. But now I put on A high factor cream And don't sunbed. I do not suit heavy make up. |
#300
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Gel with someone
If you talk to yourself You are usually Lonely. Never been. I was not. Not lonely. |