3331 - Bathtime!

Sorry for my drunk post late yesterday
I had four pints while out, then drank Stella
Got so drunk I fell in the bath on way
To toilet, and couldn't climb out, stuck there
For about five minutes, it wasn't fair!
But today turned out well, not only fun
But got advice about writing better
Competencies on job application
Which I sent in while talking to Helen
I now feel more confident, know how they
Like these things to be written, how to score
More points. Will it be good enough? Well when
I know, I'll let you know. Spose I could pray!
And now, just saw City beat Borussia

3330 - Make of this what you will

Well well well, well well well, well well well, well
Here we are once again, well it's just me
That's OK cos that's all there is to tell
There's you but this is me, and I'm happy
Are you? You may well be, well, hopefully
Each day is precious, each hour, each minute
If you don't love it,explore urgently
How you might love it, but you're full of shit
And consequently, you are a biscuit
While I'm a cake, nay, a dessert, nay, jell
Y-O, whatever you want me to be
But I'm not constrained by that, so tough shit
You carry on being what people sell
I'll just be me, until eternity

Tue 29 September (written while drunk)

3329 - Water torture

Bad news. The boiler won't come on, because
I can't fill it with water. The tap's jammed
Have messaged Tom the Plumber who's done jobs
Here before. Things aren't going quite as planned
I think the boiler's OK, that's a grand
Or two to replace. New taps are cheaper
I've sent him pictures so he'll understand
The set-up and what's needed. Spent hours
At work trying hard to put together
A draft job application. Some practice
Of this art is useful if I'm to land
Promotion, at least before I retire
That will boost my pension, it's for the best
Though it will be hard work for this 'young man'...!

3328 - Driving north

A good night's sleep on the sofa at Pearl's
(And Stevi's) flat in Swindon, needed that
After a long day shifting heavy girl's
Stuff, especially books, clothes, and tit and tat
Was worried I might do my back in, but
Got away with it. Had intended to
Have breakfast at Sainsburys, but it was shut
So back at the flat, Pearl did toast and two
Fried eggs, yum. Then to Oxford, van was now
Empty, heading to London, not St Paul's
But Hainault, Essex, outside Louis' flat
Took him back up north, to his mum's, for few
Weeks, he'll then go back down on London soil
His writing and film dreams are still intact!

3327 - Lost in Swindon

The day went mainly to plan, but traffic
Held me up at the M6/M5 join
At Birmingham, those Saturday shopping
Or going to a football match, enjoying
The Rugby World Cup games, and roadworks ruined
Even more that bottleneck, real, real slow
But no real time pressure, so nothing spoiled
Parked in Swindon Outlet car park, to know
Where Pearl's place was, she met me there, and so
Guided me to her new flat, quite respec-
table, sorted out stuff, no strains of groin
Or back as far as I can tell, then oh!
A curry in Swindon's quite nice Old Town
Nice seeing Pearl, the day's gone terrific!

Sat 26 Sept

3326 - Driving south

A quick Friday night sonnet, here it is
Three bottles of beer ready to be drunk
Gearing up for tomorrow, my business
Then will be driving to see Pearl among
Her new teaching environment, starting
Her new career in Swindon. Checked the route
And it looks OK, motorway driving
Is easiest, my van won't need to toot
I hope, but will the 'Magic Roundabout'
Be on my route, that's Swindon's most famous
Landmark, it's just a roundabout. I think
It shows there's not much there, that's not in doubt
I've prepared the route, gathered some CDs
Now I'm all set to hit the south, kerplunk!

3325 - Seein' da kidz

Just got a call from Louis, he wants me
To give him a lift back north from London
Because the job he's got, his salary
Isn't being paid til the end of next month
And that means he's dangerously short of funds
And will have to stop paying London rent
And move up til Christmas, stay at his mum's
So on Saturday, drive to Swindon, spend
An evening with Pearl, after we have spent
An hour unloading boxes of her three
Million books and clothes, that is. A lie-in
And then drive van to Louis' flat near Kent
No, sorry, Essex! Driving north, Louis
Will tell me how well his writing has gone!