02 July 2007

thank you, asparagus


Monday mornings prefer to be jerky, unsettling and squarish. Somewhat like spinach, only wedged between the two front teeth. But today smells of distant rain. And an old Wodehouse adventure involving a banjolele.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

:) in drippier places, one's reminded of stolen umbrellas, boats set adrift, angry nesting swans and punctured hot water bottles. On a confessional note, it could be because one doesn't remember having read anything mentioning a banjolele. Also, in light of the observations made in the duck piece, hope foie gras doesn't present itself as the purpose of life.

phish said...

Thank you, Jeeves. Find the banjolele amidst umbrellas, boats and fine french cuisine. Foie gras, included. For more information on the banjolele (not a banjo) go to http://www.drones.com/banjolele.html

meraj said...

one of thsoe few tracks with banjolele and how relevant for all

"I ponder on the lesson of
My lifes insanity
Take care of those you call your own
And keep good company"
- Freddie Mercury

madelyn said...

you are blessed with a rare
spin of words -
today smells of distant rain

I have many signs to re-post my
rain post which meant so much to me -
shall change it a bit though...

Your comment was soooo
pretty and unique on my stream -
almost phantom of the operaish


:)

i will be back too:)

phish said...

meraj - thank you. that was rather apt.

maddie - i endeavour to give satisfaction. and my little footprint on your blog was as spontaneous as they come.