Until Blogger managed to lose the first post I attempted today, I was feeling chuffed with mysef for having had a poem accepted by the orchestrator of Bolts of Silk. Juliet chooses poems to weave into her cloth of gold which passes for a kind of online poetry magazine. It's good to think a poem has been chosen, as opposed to my simply foisting one on readers of my wittering blog.
And last, but by no means least, I want to wish my No.1 Son Many Happy Returns Of The Day as, due to the vaguaries of our weekend post, I think it unlikely his cards will have been delivered on time. At least Blogland Post will arrive at the push of a button.
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Here is a late update with explanation, especially for Lakeviewer, and anyone else who has been puzzled by the Suldog comment. It came about like this...
On my 1st February blogpost comments, Suldog said:-
But, Jinksy, are you SURE you want my filthy mind to construct verse? Well, if that's what you want...
There was an old man from Nantucket... [*Jinksy slams a frying pan over his head*]
To which Q quickly replied:-
Suldog, allow me to finish it for you......
The was an old man from Nantucket,
who had a small hole in his bucket.
It leaked in the kitchen, the hallway and garden,
where he finally decided to chuck it!
Anybody want to buy a Suldog shaped frying pan???
Which brought Suldog's repartee :-
To #1 Son - Many Happy Returns!
Yours Truly,
Frying-Pan-Headed Suldog
(Most who read this will think I've gone daft. It's not true. I was daft all along.)
Hope this helps? Love, jinksy X
To #1 Son - Many Happy Returns!
ReplyDeleteYours Truly,
Frying-Pan-Headed Suldog
(Most who read this will think I've gone daft. It's not true. I was daft all along.)
i notice you went back to thymes with wit bob, and competeed his ogden nash and didn't get a reprimand, lucky you with rhymes and sense as bob would put it as only bob could put it....enough enough fued over>>>>from putzy dear
ReplyDeleteBest wishes to your number one son for a wonderful birthday!
ReplyDeleteI'm lost! O.K it's really a riddle and I need to get in the mood. I shall try.
ReplyDeletep.s. Jinksy, do explain about Souldog, please!
Congratulations in order all round. I got the riddle, but only after you explained it. I didn't know it was going to be letters, I was looking for meanings, silly me.
ReplyDeleteSorry, I printed my answer but thought it was wrong after seeing Dan's answer, didn't think the right answer would be posted....oh well live and learn.........Many happy returns to your No. 1 son always.......:-) Hugs
ReplyDeleteCongratulations on being one of the chosen ones.
ReplyDeleteHi Jinksy: My post today was dedicated to YOU! Swing by and have a look and, please, critique my form!
ReplyDeleteCheers!
Kathleen
Ah, water!
ReplyDeleteCongratulations to no. 1 son! Will there be a fancy dress party? ;-)
Thanks for the mention of Bolts of Silk, but I'm Juliet not Janet.
ReplyDeleteOOPS! Sorry, Juliet - word blindness struck again...or was it old age?!
ReplyDeleteHello Jinksy,
ReplyDeleteLovely sonnet over at Bolts of Silk; easy to see why it was chosen! Hope your son had a great day.
Happy Day to your son. And I'll vouch for Sully.. he's always been daft. ;)
ReplyDeleteOh, I got lost in translation. Thanks for the explanation.
ReplyDeleteBlogger lost your post?! Okay, now I'm paranoid... I had my guard down because of the automatic draft save feature.
ReplyDeleteI'm lost. And daft.
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