Tuesday, April 6, 2010
A pain in the arse (and other news)
Fell over again today. Second time in six weeks. Right on me left (arse) cheek this time and heavy enough to shake the living bejabbers out of me. My arse is killing me. If there is such a thing as an arse bone in yer buttock, I've definitely broken it. I lay on me back in the mud roaring and repeating Fugh! Fugh! Fugh! Over and over ,with Mollie the Collie looking at me from a safe distance. I thought I'd never get up,I thought I'd never walk again, my broken blobby jellymould body to be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of my days.
But no comrades, like a phoenix, no, like a partially tranquilised elephant I rose from the ashes of my misfortune and strode again across the earth like a mighty collusus, well , like a limping fat muddy bastard.
Meanwhile in another part of the Cosmos, Bus Driver par excellence, Swiss, has handed the keys of The Poetry Bus over to Niamh Bagnell, performance poet and broadcaster to the world. Swiss hauled in some quality responses to his curiously interesting photos and I'm sure Niamh will get some great results with a different prompt altogether! I'm looking forward to having a go.
Take a quick dose of smelling salts to really clear your head then dive into her labyrinthine instructions, here..