Friday, 7 September 2018

4398 - Jazzper Carrott

Listening to Handel's Water Music now
As I type this, and it's most relaxing
Lots to do, wrote a list for tomorrow
Not going out, except for food shopping
Too much to do, and must curb my spending
In any case, tomorrow looks rainy
And I can work hard, then watch football in
The evening, if it's on. Oh lucky me!
My uke playing's improving gradually
I'll probably add some Handel, get to know
It better after repeat listening
There's new jazz tracks and some miscellany
New musical challenges, some highbrow
Stuff to replace the pop and easy things

Thursday, 6 September 2018

4397 - The doors of disruption

Disturbed night, next door woman's a night owl
Banging and crashing, throwing things down and
Slamming doors at all hours, disturbed my cool
In addition, some student types around
The far side of the grass made crazy sounds
Singing Bohemian Rhapsody at one
In the morning, and that wasn't all. Zounds!
Despite my tiredness, it was kinda fun
But next door made more bangs, throwing things down
At 5:20 and again around seven
So I got up, knowing that it was all-
Important that I made the train at nine
To Birmingham with the work crew. Now soul,
No, funk, I'm listening to now - George Clinton...

Wednesday, 5 September 2018

4396 - Bummer in the summer

According to Debs the caretaker gal
The gangster man's gone, not his missus or
Young son, so while the son's been on his hol
She's been havin' it off big style galore
Mainly at night, the bedsprings almost tore
Through my wall, any night you care to name
But now the son's due back so I feel sure
Those fine and dandy randy nights, that flame
Of hers, his thund'rous plundering of that dame
Must be approaching its climactic tale
One last time, least til Christmas or Easter
Best to end things before passion goes lame
Anyway, all's for the best, gal and pal
Here comes the autumn, let shriek turn to snore

Tuesday, 4 September 2018

4395 - Real gangster time

Woke at 4 a.m. and then heard next door
This time it wasn't repeat rampant sex
That was the source of noise, no, it was more
Just moving things around sound side effects
Between 4 and 5, and though he relaxed
After that, I got no more winks, even
Blinks, methinks. And I still don't know the facts
But I think it's still the gangster husband
With some new bird, no more the wife and son
I'll ask Debs, who I need to speak to for
An odd-job man recommendation. Let's
Fast forward to lunch, with smashing Helen
Talkin' bout Berlin. Not long now before
We go. Listening to Wes and Lee, jazz axe

Monday, 3 September 2018

4394 - Bedquake - disaster movie

Listening to jazz as I type this sonnet
Been out for tea at the Cote Brasserie
With Josephine who's back from Lanzarot
With a great tan and looking real healthy
At least they'll see she's been on holiday
When she goes back to school this week and meets
Her friends again. I'm so tired. Last night they
Were back and at it again 'tween the sheets
On the stroke of midnight they came, complete
Satisfaction, from the noise, you'd have thought
But then, forty-five minutes after three
Bedsprings in earthquake mode, repeat, repeat
And once again at six, more sex, dammit
So I've got beer in, oblivion the key

Sunday, 2 September 2018

4393 - The sleep of the pissed

Many hours' sleep, bed at quarter to ten
The earliest I can recently recall
No chance of watching Match of the Day when
I was too pissed to stay and watch football
Two bottles of beer, and one of wine, all
Poured down with alacrity before dark
When darkness came I was done, done for, fell
Gladly into bed, heard the radio talk
For a few minutes at most, then a stark
Lights out of the mind, consciousness regained
Now and then, especially as daylight called
Another day of shopping, what a lark!
Bought and put up a new shower curtain
New sheets, and also new large and small towels

Saturday, 1 September 2018

4392 - Shop til you drop (payday mayday mix)

Listenin' to Funkadelic while watchin'
The football scores, havin' been out shoppin'
To keep maraudin' flies away, new bin
A shelf for the kitchen wall for cookin'
For two, for ingredients, ready for Chan
Got a reduced price big new black fryin' pan
Nearly bought a wok too but I'm goin'
Out again tomorrow, when I'm buyin'
Among other things, a new shower curtain
Bought a new whisk, new microwave. Cookin'
Will be easier for us both, and savin'
Money on not needin' to use oven
To celebrate, I've got beer and wine in
That's enough for today, I'm relaxin'