For some reason, this little children's poem beloved of my dear departed sister keeps popping into my head tonight. It goes like this:
Simple Simon met a pieman going to the fair.
Said Simple Simon to the pieman,
"What have you got there?"
"Pies, you fucking idiot."
I'm waiting for one of John's supporters to tell me off about being disrespectful to children with learning difficulties.
ReplyDeleteThey're all in rehab recovering from an earlier post.
DeleteWave your hands in the air, wave them all about and have what you want, and you can have out. Like hell you can.
ReplyDeleteWasn't that the next line?
That was a modern hi-jack by a happy clappy cunt with a guitar and not much else.
DeleteOh yes. Well I'll sing it tonight anyhow.
DeleteYou reminded me of the illustration from my own childhood book. It was similar to the above, and stayed with me for years. I loved the idea of an itinerant pie-seller.
ReplyDeleteSomeone would only eat them all these days.
DeleteI was in Bath yesterday, it is one of the few cities in the U.K. that still has the type of bookshop where you can still find the type of book with this illustration in it. There are a couple of very good modern independent book shops as well.
ReplyDeleteYes, two good independents and one antiquarian bookbinder called Bayntun's. Have you been there? It's very near the station.
DeleteBayntun’s satisfies the other criteria for a good second hand book shop, being difficult to get into if you do not know their opening hours. They shut for lunch, still believe in early closing and I think are shut at weekends. They do have a fantastic stock though.
DeleteYes!
DeleteMary had a little lamb
ReplyDeleteIt's fleece was white and whispy.
Then it caught Foot and Mouth Disease
And now its black and crispy
The boy stood on the burning bridge when all but he had fled. Another fucking idiot.
DeleteI suspect I would have liked your sister. x
ReplyDeleteMost people did.
DeleteThank you for making me laugh out loud!
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