As our explorers heave to off the coast of Flaw Reader, we are introduced to Steven who runs a Fish and Chip shop much-loved by the Witches, Ogres and other unsavoury characters. Steven was originally a purveyor of fine Fish in Chips in Aldeburgh, Suffolk, but due to a mishap as the Witch Iz playedContinue reading “More singing Fish”
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The Dark Side of Uranus
I just added the draft of the first chapter. Well worth a look. https://fairyhanny.com/chapter-1-the-hero/trans-uranic-elements-the-dark-side-of-uranus/
Spooky life
When I was a kid I used to visit the Walker Art Gallery in Liverpool. This was one of my favourite paintings. I used to stand in front of this magical picture for ages, trying to imagine what it must have been like in Pompeii as the City disappeared. The painting is called ‘Faithful UntoContinue reading “Spooky life”
Organic Salt
I kid you not. She came home with this. “I’ve bought organic salt” “Not possible.” “It says so on the packet!” “Then someone is lying. Salt is a compound of Sodium and Chlorine, neither of which could be described as organic.” “But it is made in France! From the sea!” “You mean it is rockContinue reading “Organic Salt”
Online Pharmacy – Pure Gibberish
I am forever getting emails for Viagra and penis enlargement. Someone has clearly been spreading rumours (that’s all that gets spread these days…) But here is a fantastic advert – love it… “fifteen-story Yurkovsky, December for with realized was I was knew examined front by the his a took the Scales.” Olympic, in was inContinue reading “Online Pharmacy – Pure Gibberish”
Bankers…
I went to talk to my bank to transfer some money to Blighty. “It’s much easier to do if you go online” said the helpful girl. “Yes but I can’t log in, and I need to send some money to Blighty” “Why can’t you log in?” “I don’t know why – it just says ‘accountsContinue reading “Bankers…”
I have a gentle cock.
Marvellous title for a 15th Century poem/lyric. I had no idea anyone would be so enamoured of a farmyard fowl. I Have a Gentle Cock I have a gentle cock, Croweth me day; He doth me rysyn early, My matyins for to say. I have a gentle cock, Common he is of great; His combContinue reading “I have a gentle cock.”
No shit Sherlock
And so it came to pass, alack and alas, that I have an ex. Bless her. She used to be a Bobby; a WPC when that wasn’t un-PC. And fond of a Bobby’s helmet. She once said to me – “You’re different when you’ve been drinking.” I said – “You never did make Detective didContinue reading “No shit Sherlock”
What is a Hanny?
“What’s a Hanny?” asked Daisy as she checked out this blog. “Actually Fairyhanny is a Spoonerism,” I explained. “Like a toast to the Queer Dean instead of the Dear Queen.” “I don’t get it?” So I tried again. “Would you like to show me your toolkits?” “Are you a smart fella?” I even got herContinue reading “What is a Hanny?”
Playing Poetry Games
Today I played a game with a girl in China. We wrote four words and then made poems. They are generally awful…. but included here for your entertainment. Poems today I like the colour of rose my friend says she also does so when we meet a rose colour dog we bring him back toContinue reading “Playing Poetry Games”
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