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This year, I set myself the foolish task of trying to write something every day, and what you see here is the result. None of this is finished, polished, or in any way good. It's usually a few lines at the end of the day when I'm tired, my head's broken, and this nonsense spills out of it onto the page. Feel free to comment away, and if you think anything has any potential then let me know and I might have a go at working on it further.

But hang on, where's the first month? You've ripped us off! I hear you say... Well, yes. I have been writing since the beginning of January, but it's taken me a while to get the blog up, so everything here is a month old.

Tuesday, 21 January 2025

Turnip soup

'What's for tea tonight?', he asked. 
'Turnip soup again', she said, 
'I've got a splitting headache
And I'm heading off to bed.
The dishwasher's broken, 
The bathroom sink is blocked,
The washing machine has gone rogue
And eaten half your socks.
The children won't come downstairs, 
Might be a blessing or a curse, 
The cat has caught a pigeon
And my headache's getting worse. 
I'm sorry but I need to leave
Before I go insane.'
And with that she slammed the door
And marched into the rain
Just as he was about to add
'I'd quite like turnips again.'



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