Tag Archives: Colonialist

Really Awful Crime Scene


  Shot victim under sheets; Man held to wait the news How found in state that greets; Watch count of long abuse; In cell the suspect fling — No deal with him can bring. © August 2019 Colonialist Advertisements

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Cats: Successful Fundraiser and Truce Stranger Than Fiction


We spent the morning at the local flea market where, true to weather report, it blew a gale for half the morning and for the other half took a deep breath and really started to blow. No attempt was made … Continue reading

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Invective Lecture


You may have seen that on my blog ‘Bitch’ simply means a female dog; While ‘dam’ and ‘blast’ is water stored, And with explosion outward poured: ‘Helen dim-nation’ is a she From stupid nationality; When seeking words to rhyme with … Continue reading

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Proofs of a Proactive Granddaughter


If you are averse to bragging, go away. Otherwise, note what Rhiannon has undertaken this week, as shown on her school’s D6 Communicator, and with respect to a project she had on display in the Library. It comes as no … Continue reading

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Broken Radio Transmitter


  It is my daily fate For radio a date: Was phoned to say. ‘It’s bust today, So hurry up and wait.’ My fury won’t abate, There I was at the gate, But locked again And can’t complain, But hurry … Continue reading

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Exclusive Meeting With Royalty


  Yesterday we went for lunch to the ever-delightful Makaranga in Kloof. There the grandkids were the only ones to dare the distinctly chilly pool. I feel sure that if they found a pool in the Antarctic, they would go … Continue reading

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Hop and Skip!


              For rubble and for refuse we Now have, and give, a skip For it is being gathered, see, To take it to the tip! And Gazu, on his day with us Already piled … Continue reading

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