Writers Block
H.M.S. Caprice - what a beautyIt happens. Despite there being so much out there to write about your heart is not in it and your mind is empty.
You read about the Fat Fool Prescott's new non job in Europe and wonder at what this is going to cost Our Country to make this Adonis attractive to the girls in the typing pools of Europe. A lot you can bet.
You recall his part in the closure of fire stations and his forced cutbacks that have recently led to deaths in Cornwall.
Then you flip a virtual page in the newspapers and see that the buffoon want us to apologise for slavery and to set up a day in which we remember it but not of course white slaves or the slaves today in Moslem hell holes.
And you recall when he was ill recently and for probably the first time in your life, you wished for someone to die.
Then a quick flip back to happier times, grab an image of one your old ships, in my case it is H.M.S. Caprice. Plonk it at the top. Drop a much loved
Snoopy also suffering from Writers Block in and there you have it, an article and an end to writers block. Why the ship? No reason. I just liked it. Have a pleasant day.Tags:
