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   This was the year Norman bought a new computer, the Brands signed up for Broadband and Howie installed a wireless connection in the house.     

    Alison appeared in “She” magazine, having her hair straightened. Howie appeared on TV demonstrating the work of Orinoco and had a feature in the Guardian about telling the weather from cats.

    The Brands celebrated their 45th wedding anniversary at the Old Trout and Jean reached three score and ten with one of her usual chest colds.

   A new work surface and sink were added to the kitchen and a rainwater butt & 2 fairy doors to the garden.

    Howie gave this website to Jean for Christmas and she spent many merry months learning how to use it. So besotted with self publicity did she become that she then signed up to Facebook.

    Amy survived chicken pox and continued to grow in grace and humour. Alison began working for BFMS whenever she had a spare few days and made a stunning impression at the launch of “Fractured Families” at the House of Lords.

    Alas the usual Sidmouth holiday was cancelled when Jean went down with yet another bout of bronchitis.

EVERYTHING FALLS ON THE FLOOR.

Everything falls on the floor.
They say it’s the fault of a “frozen shoulder”:
More likely the fault of just getting older.
The calculator,
The latest “Spectator”, -
Everything falls on the floor.

Everything falls on the floor.
Soap and utensils and pencils and bills,
Glasses and scissors and papers and pills,
Cheese from the grater,
The percolator. -
Everything falls on the floor.

Everything falls on the floor.
Spots of marmalade, drops of tea,
The remote control and the front door key,
Bits of potater.
(ignored by the waiter.) -
Everything falls on the floor.

Everything falls on the floor.
Almonds dislodged from the tipsy cake,
Vol-au-vent crumbs at an old friend’s wake, -
Lesser or greater,
Sooner or later
Everything falls on the floor.

 

 

Bard of Sarnia