July 13th – come along with us, to the glorious, annual, ugly bug ball.

July 13, 2021July 26, 2021 ~ dickiewhiteblog

It’s time to split his portfolios up and give one to putative modern-day saint, Saint Greavsie of Television.

10th June – You wonder why he stands so high, It’s just the space between him and the sky.

June 10, 2021June 11, 2021 ~ dickiewhiteblog

I often watch replays of so-called fouls, and to me it's almost as if one leg behaves badly independently of the brain, while the other leg just stands there looking on unable to assist.

1st June – Li’l David was small, but oh my, He fought big Goliath, Who lay down an’ dieth, Li’l David was small, but oh my.

June 1, 2021July 30, 2021 ~ dickiewhiteblog

The Longfellow furrowed a brow and looked at him quizzically, ‘I mean it’s crap,’ said Cum-Bot.

25th April – She is wearing rags and feathers, From Salvation Army counters.

April 25, 2021April 25, 2021 ~ dickiewhiteblog

I could only find one serious review, I tell her, and I read from that. The reviewer calls it ‘borderline imbecilic,’ with chapters on shopping, picnics, and T-shirts, which he says are delivered with a sense of shame.