Friday, 6 November 2020

5186 - Much quieter tonight

Although it’s Friday it’s much quieter 
Than last night which was the real Fireworks Night
I had to work til six fifteen, not the
Way it should be, especially here tonight
The weekend is upon us. Should be quiet 
Work wise, but no dice, things are too hectic 
Anyway, it’s done now, so I can sit
And relax after all the shit and sick
For two days, allowing my mind to clear 
And take it easy, just as is my right 
I’ve got beer, wonder if Gerard will stick 
In London or maybe he’ll turn up here
Time will tell. Who cares? Let’s have a good night!!

5185 - Fireworks aplenty

I had to work with fireworks going off
Although after finishing I could then
Watch the displays through the window, a puff
Of smoke turning to fog as time went on
Which lasted all evening. This night is an
Enjoyable tradition for families 
Dating back to the Gunpowder Plot when 
Guy Fawkes and chums set up their explosives 
This is a Protestant rite. Catholics 
And Celts perhaps see Halloween above 
Fireworks night in importance to their clan 
It’s interesting, these subtle differences 
I stayed up late to see Trump’s speech upon
So-called fraud by vote counters. Oh, what fun!

Thur 5 Nov

Wednesday, 4 November 2020

5184 - Cold

It’s cold tonight, I thought it wouldn’t be 
The sun shone, clear skies, but when the sun sets 
It gets cold, sure enough, it is chilly 
And so it proved to be, so I was sat
On the balcony, shivering, couldn’t get 
Comfortable, the summer has now gone 
Strange how after these decades I’m upset 
But anyway I’m now inside, forgone 
Are those balmy evenings and that warm sun
Even sitting inside now I feel the
Effects of the cold air. Fireworks have set
The scene, one day early, their raucous sound
And vision lights the sky, brings cheer, maybe 
But it’s not the same this year of such shit 

Tuesday, 3 November 2020

5183 - Only Tuesday?

How can it only be Tuesday? But still 
Work’s okay at present, I quite like it
So lucky, it almost gives me a thrill 
Sometimes as I just get better at it
That’s it really, you gradually start to fit
And feel comfortable even though there’s lots
To do, and that helps make each day go quick
Then work is done, teatime, eat, then wash pots
On my copybook, not too many blots
Watching The Crown, on and off, also kills
Time. So does the guitar as I play hit
After hit, riff after riff. Hands in knots
As they do don’t know what, too fast to feel 
You know what’s happening, but you still do it

Monday, 2 November 2020

5182 - Monday blue or red?

The last day before the Yank election 
Biden appears to be leading in polls
But Trump has been touring, rallies been done 
He seems confident, that impresses those
With a macho outlook. I think he knows 
He has won over many previously 
And thinks this will happen again, can’t lose 
But his pandemic handling’s been ropey
He thought it was fake, like climate change. We
Don’t believe that, and so, please vote to turn
This around. Maybe Biden he won’t be
The saviour of the Earth, less troublesome 
Though surely than Trump and his stupid pose

5181 - Sunday is here again

So here we are again, one more Sunday 
A dreary sort of day, well, weather-wise 
I was mainly in, but I made my way 
To Salford Quays walking to keep my eyes
And brain and body active, there’s no lies
Gerard was here, the weekend has been fun
He is a thoughtful guy, we analyse 
What’s going on as we partake of some
Useful things to help us consider them 
I picked up the guitar, began to play 
He woke up, came in to listen. Surprise 
For him, first time he’s heard me do my strum
It’s nice to play for someone, usually 
It’s just me hearing music of the skies

Sun 1 Nov

Sunday, 1 November 2020

5180 - I forgot Halloween

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That’s me with a choccy Father Christmas 
I somewhat strangely ate on Halloween 🎃 
In fact I forgot completely it was
Halloween at all. I’d looked up and seen 
The calendar, took it down, my routine 
At month’s end, thinking 30th October 
Was the last day of the month, so I’d been 
Thinking tomorrow’s 1st of November 
Forgetting the 31st. Dumb, dumber!
But when tomorrow came, clearly the scene 
On TV and social media discussed 
Was pumpkins 🎃, scary outfits, etc
Gerard came round, the evening was a buzz
Watched YouTube Music, accompanied by wine

Sat 31 Oct