Andrew's beach front bar

There was a Magpie on the roof of next door this morning. i hung around for ages hoping another one would come and join it, you know, 'two for joy'. no others came, so it's 'one for sorrow'. isn't there suposed to be some sort of rhyme to counter act the 'curse'? i cant afford any more bad luck.

Early morning. A view from my living room window.

I'm feeling nostalgic right now. The local radio is playing hits from 1983 in its 'classic year hour'. Spandau, Duran Duran, Ultravox, Nick Kershaw. To add to my nostalgia, my wife has just come in with a packet of curly wurlies. i dont think they are as big as they used to be, and nor for that matter are monster munch.

So you're here again
out of you're pit
with those eyes that kill
from a distance.
they echoe around
and i fall into you again.

The reasons why you do what you do
may never be known
but you do it
with the best of intent
over coals and glass
on feet cold and worn
and singing to the sound of the sea.

Molly came in from the cold
her ice cream heart
began to melt when she saw her beau
climbing from his horse to grant her wish.
The satin cushion was soft to her skin
then she was a child again free from sin.
The beau tall and thin
with eyes like an angel
loved her as he had before
and Molly, she remebered
she would always love him
laying by his grave.
Molly cried on the day he passed away
she watched him leave
and then a casket in the ground
and a shadow of the man he was
but still handsome in Molly's mind
and that smile brought tears to her eyes
and melted her ice cream heart.

Wasted the minds of those
who crawl down into pits of despair
searching for goals never reached
hands chapped, eyes void of vision
blind to the obvious before them.
Passion, a fragile acrobat
turning towords the light
only to be burnt again
retreating back under ground
into an abys that was once
a powerfull dream.
So many have their minds waisted
leacherous eyes, diliberate stand off
so flippant
falling in dreams, always falling
no wings for flight, singed, burnt
near the end now
time passes
fingers moving since the dawn of time
not long now
woken again
ebulliant
fantastic fields of gold
lost dreams
memories past
no drerams to speak of
a thunderclap
malestrom meastro
a ricochet
finished now
all done
meltdown.

HAPPY VALENTINES FOLKS!

The youth
he's so hobbledehoy
he's like the hobgoblin
mischevious pranks his speciality
but he is marred by the misconception
that he is a miscreant
in their missgivings
they judge him wrong
a ruffian in their eyes
rumbustuisness mistaken
for sin.

With eyes like a serpant
he watches the day go by
with a smile that he calls
his own
in humility when alone
but a facade of joy
just chicanery
no more thamn an act
With his sporadic chaciannate
a cackle so erudite
like the graffiti
he dances to a new tune
posessed
unremiting in his vendeta.

Tick tock tick tock

tick tock stop.

I swore to myself that i would, under no circumstances do a blog about valentines because it was sooo predictable, but then i realised, i am predictable. i've been looking at a few blogs, and everyone is talking about it, it's on the radio, it's on the Tv, so what the hell.
I heard on the news the other day that they are banning the making of mothersday cards in school because it could be offensive to kids who dont have mothers. My mate Jed recons they should ban the sale of valentines stuff because it is offensive to single people. Jed is single through choice, he refuses to settle down, keeps sleeping around in hos 40's. he says that if he settled down he would have to spend his weekends visiting art galleries and museums, and go shopping for cushions and curtains. He says it will lead to a cottage in the country, gingham and chintz and a couple of fluffy kittens with names like Harpo and Suze. He says he would have to swap his pornography for books on gardening and cooking with pasta, and go to the cinema to watch Sleepless in Seattle instead of Dog soldiers. Jed says that if ever they made a film of his life he would want to be played by someone in the ilk of Stalone or segal and not a bumbling Hugh Grant.
His view to dating is that of buying a car, he said 'You wouldnt drive the same car for your entire life, you would trade it in for a newer model'. Jed's an idiot, i told him so. Anyone know a good cure for a busted lip?

Is this woman the greatest recording artist of our time? What a fantastic voice, fantastis composer, fantastic pianist, and stunningly atractive. I find it hard to beleive she is so underrated. She deserves greater recognition. All hail Tori. She is a Godess.

When i was in school i always thought my teachers were very very old. last week i ran into one of said teachers and got talking to him and he told me that he was out with friends celebrating his 50'th birthday. I left school iin 1986 when i was sixteen, that was just over twenty years ago. That means when he was teaching me that 'I comes before E except after C' he was 31 years old. That is seven years younger than i am today. If i go out to a club now, most of the people in there are in the 18 to 20 age bracket, younger than me yes, but not just that, the difference between me and an 18 year old is 18 years, yes the number of years betwwen us is the same as the number of years they have been alive. it is possible that i will be older than their parents. Now i know i am getting old.

A lot of men would like to model them selves on James Bond, and acording to my wife most women would like their men to be more like James Bond, i know for a fact my wife has a thing for Mr Bond (make that messers Dalton, Brosnan and craig) unfortionatly, for both my wife and myself, I model myself on Homor Simpson, an all round looser who picks his nose, breaks wind,eats too much, drinks too much, stands no chance of promotion, no prospects what so ever, pennyless, witless, coward, thick, dim, lazy...agh! i'm happy with my life.

In 1969 man walked on the moon. Yea right! you dont honestly believe that they had that kind of technology thirty odd years ago. Most people didn't have cars, most had only just got TV's, few had even been on a plane. if that technology had been avaliale wouldnt we all be doing it on a regular bassis after all this time? you have seen how computers have progressed, how home entertainment has progressed, what with X box and i pods and wee and laptops and all that, and yet putting man on the moon is still a massive thing that is out of reach. by this time you would have thought the moon would hav been colonised and have shopping malls and holiday complexes and football pitches up there.