Thursday, December 16, 2010

Eek! It's THAT time again!


Yes folks, just when you thought it was safe to drive a bit of prose, the Poetry Bus rumbles across the horizon like a rumbling poetry bus.

Many many thanks to mighty Titus for brillo drively, a fab porompt it was too, good dog/woman Titus!

This weeks driver is the wonderful Weaver of Grass ( I thought she rolled her own spliffs when I first read that) Weaver hasn't been too well of late so it's really great to see her not only back on the bus, but actually driving it!

Weaver is a wonderful woman who breeds racing stoats high up on the Yorkshire moors. Racing stoats are very poular among Yorkshiremen/women and Arab Sheiks/Princesses and a prize specimen can cost as much as £50, ooo.
Racing stoats are smooth skinned for improved aerodynamics and are slighty larger than ordinary stoats. After years of selective breeding modern stoats are able to run upright on their massively powerful back legs, speeds of over 60mph are commonplace with a gut busting 73 mph being achieved by world record holding pedigree stoat sprinter, Cedric Dynamite Flyer. Stoat racing is still a minority sport but gathering in popularity all the time and is expected to be an Olympic event by 2016 along with Badger Lacrosse and toad tossing.

A keen and gifted amateur scientist, Weaver once amazed relatives and friends by splitting the atom and putting it back together in less than an hour, using only a hammer and some fine thread.

Blessed with 'Healing Hands' she once cured a man of hiccups just by poking him in the eye with her finger. He couldn't see properly for six weeks but was delighted when the Hiccups disappeared a few hours after.
In her spare time Weaver likes to sky-dive, fish, knit, gargle, and mud wrestle.

Get thee over to her blog for poety writing thing!

HERE

And if you've nothing better to do have a look a me trying to make myself sound interesting over
HERE

5 comments:

Titus said...

I love the thought of Weaver rolling her own spliffs!
And I always wondered about her jet-set lifestyle. Racing stoats! Who'd have known?!

Niamh B said...

Fabby doo!!!

Heather said...

I enjoyed your interview Peadar and after reading your potted biography of Weaver I have come to the conclusion that not only have you kissed the Blarney Stone, but probably swallow most of it too.

Dominic Rivron said...

"Pictures and Postcards" - probably my all time fav poem of yours.

Dominic Rivron said...

I can't say I've ever known her to gargle, but then that's not something people do in public very often.