Wednesday, July 27, 2022

 "IF YOU HAVEN'T GOT A PENNY A HA'PENNY WILL DO...  IF YOU HAVEN'T GOT A HA'PENNY THEN GOD BLESS YOU" 

AS THE SONG GOES.... THE GOOSE GOT TOO  FAT SO THEY ATE IT.

IT IS THOSE DAMN PENNIES- PENNY WISE POUND FOOLISH---  I REMEMBER-----   PENNY, HA'PENNY AND FARTHING.  THE BRITISH IN THEIR WISDOM PROVIDED FOR 1/4 A PENNY--  I WONDER IF THE WORD IS EVEN USED NOW????

AS FOR PENNY FARTHING..... THAT IS THE NAME OF THE TYPE BICYCLE I  RODE IN THE GREAT RACE FROM WATERTOWN TO MARBLEHEAD----26 MILES--- NO BRAKES-- AND A BEER AROUND MY NECK SWINGING  IN A HORRIDLY INCREASING  RECIPROCAL WAY AS I FREEWHEELED DOWN THE HILL BY WONDERLAND..  MY PENNY FARTHING BIKE NOW HANGS IN THE G TENT RAFTERS- PLACED THERE  BY A VERY TALL MAN AND HIS VERY TALL SON.

 

 THAT  G TENT  ONCE CONTAINED 2 VERY NICE WOODEN TABLES MADE BY THE AMISH- HOW FOOLISH TO THINK WE COULD MAINTAIN AN OPEN AREA WITHOUT COLLECTING  EXCESS BAGGAGE.

IT IS NOW HOME TO BUD--- WHO USES THE FORK LIFT TO LIFT UP ANY GRASS CUTTER HE HAPPENS TO BE WORKING ON-- IT IS ALSO HOME TO JOHN AND HIS SON TO MAKE THE LOVELY KITCHEN COUNTERS AND CABINETS WE NOW ARE ENJOYING.. AND GOLF CARTS,, AND WOODPILE.. AND..... AND .....AND .....AND.......... OUR TENT OVERFLOWETH.

A PERFECT EXAMPLE OF JANINE'S LATEST  "MORE IS LESS" 

 

SO YESTERDAY.... I GOT UP WROTE THE DAILY AND LOADED UP MY 3 DOGS....LEFT THE FARM---LOOKING FOR A SECOND CUPPA COFFEE---- I HAVE A STANDING OFFER FROM A LOT OF SENIOR LIVING PLACES—SO I WENT TO ONE IN IPSWICH—(-THE PERSON SERVING COFFEE UNDERSTOOD 75 SUGARS) AND WE EVENTUALLY LANDED IN THE GARDEN WITH THE ALTZEIMER GROUP  SEVERAL OF WHOM. PERKED UP WITH LARKEY’S HELP.... HE WAS SUPERDOG... JIMINEY WAS VERY COMFORTABLE IF HE SAT ON MY FEET FOR SECURITY... SIZZLE QUESTIONED WHY SOMEONE STOOD SO STILL LOOKING AT HER—I THINK SHE WAS AFRAID SHE WAS ABOUT TO BE ATTACKED... BUT SHE MANAGED TO GET UP AND WANDER A VERY LITTLE.

THESE "INMATES"   WERE WELL FED , CLEAN AND COMFORTABLE   AS I SAT THERE IN THEIR  ROW.... IN A ROW WITH THEM.......ALL I COULD THINK OF WAS. “A PURPOSE,  A PURPOSE----MY KINGODM FOR A PURPOSE”. WHEN THE POO PICKERS CAME TO MIND...  ? MAKE POO PICKERS???  NOT WITH SCISSORS OR ANYTHING ELSE CAPABLE OF CUTTING ANYTHING... BUT... WE   SDP.....HAVE SOME ALREADY CUT --- ON OUR PORCH—ALL NAKED--- JUST WAITING TO BE DECORATED...

 

I WILL GO BACK TODAY—WITH A  CARTON OF NAKED POO PICKERS---AND CRAYONS BOUGHT BY JUDY—AND STAMPS SENT BY OUR ARMY OF CP’S.

 

AND I REMEMBERED... WHEN JUDY DID THIS IN DANVERS ONE OF THE  “INMATES” PROUDLY HANDED HER A POO PICKER WITH SCRIBBLES THAT SAID “THIS IS AN ORIGIONAL RALPH P.”   I WONDERRED WHY THAT MAN KNEW THAT EXPRESSION