Category: Humour

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A Bad Poem About A Different Bad Poem

Once I wrote a poem and it wasn’t very good I put it on this blog though I wasn’t sure I should It was quite well-received even though it was so bad It got more ‘likes’ than better posts and this made me sad I wondered if it was worth putting much effort in If …

James Explains The Mask Situation In The UK

It is officially mandatory to wear face-masks in some places in the UK as of today. It was already mandatory to wear them on public transport but previously it was not necessary to wear them in shops. According to ‘man of the people’ Michael Gove, it was basic good manners to wear them in shops,…

Pig – Encore

Welcome back to Artist’s Corner, the bit of my blog in which I pretend that fairly rubbish drawings are actually art. Lately I’ve been posting the same sort of inept doodles as ever, but with the added twist that my almost-two-year-old daughter had been adding her own unique take using some washable felt-tip pens. Last…

Pig

Welcome back to Artist’s Corner, the bit of my blog that, of late, has being playing host to some innovative collaborative art projects put together by me and my almost-two-year-old daughter. If you’ve not seen our previous efforts then I would urge you to reconsider your life choices, but I will also condescend to explain,…

Lost In A Bad Book

Oh paperback of little worth Why I bought you I do not know Within your plot there is a dearth Of a hint of narrative flow Clichés so bad they hurt my head Humour that leaves me without mirth I’ve gone as far as I can go And I will leave the rest unread

Snake

Welcome back to Artist’s Corner, the bit of my blog in which I try to pass off rudimentary doodles as art. For the last few weeks I’ve been posting the same kind of sub-standard drawings as was my way when I first started doing this back in 2017. But these days I have a collaborative…

James Complains About Seven Delicious Biscuits

  I enjoy a good biscuit as much as anyone. Pre-pandemic, when I used to have to attend meetings in person, I always felt slightly less hostile towards the meeting organiser if there were biscuits available. Not that biscuits could ever truly redeem any meeting, but when they were available they could help to ease…

We’re All On A Learning Journey

Lately I’ve noticed a tendency For so-called celebrities That I have never heard of To apologise for things That I didn’t know they’d done I can see at face value That it may seem appropriate To say sorry For insensitive choices Made when times were Supposedly less enlightened Even if the aforementioned times Weren’t actually…

James Explains Independence Day

Happy 4th July everyone! Today is officially Independence Day in the UK! What’s that? July 4th is Independence Day in the United States? No, that can’t be right. Unless you mean the time that Will Smith and Jeff Goldblum saved the world from aliens in 1996? Because I’m pretty sure that was a movie. And…

Throwing Stones

The other day I overheard two colleagues Disparaging another colleague (Behind that colleague’s back) For being overweight It irritated me For several reasons Not least because Although I’m not above The clandestine critiquing of others I would like to think That I would never do so For reasons so shallow And unkind As these people…

Dog

It’s that time of the week again, when I present one of my not-very-good doodles, which my almost-two-year-old daughter has subsequently embellished with her washable felt tips, and then I pretend it’s art. But the collaboration doesn’t end there, because by far the best bit of these posts for the last two weeks has been…

Ducks Versus Puddles (Round 2)

Last week we explored the efficacy of ducks (or more accurately geese, which aren’t ducks) at hindering my morning run, in comparison to puddles. That round went to puddles. Let’s see if ducks (and associated waterfowl) can level things up this week.   Prior to current world events, I would often take my daughter to…

Complacency

Of course I knew the dangers But, I’m pretty experienced And most of the time There isn’t anything to worry about Maybe I just got careless Assumed that the worst Could never happen to me A lazy assumption I now realise Based on the flimsy evidence That the worst hadn’t happened to me Not for…