I have been the subject of a fiddle,
Seduced by the central aisle in Lidl.
I went to buy some chocolate buttons
But before I knew it I’d stumbled up on:
An ebony statue of Liz and Phil;
An ancient nib, with ink and quill;
An ostrich egg from Tanzania;
A metal barrel full of beer;
Three Grace’s made from recycled plastic;
A strange device for dispensing mastic;
An antique potty with double handles;
A candelabra, missing its candles.
As I wheeled my trolley to my car
I knew my purchases looked bizarre,
But I know in truth I have not messed up:
I now have presents for all at Christmas.
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About TanGental
My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published several books: a four book series following Harry Spittle as he grows from hapless student to hapless partner in a London law firm; four others in different genres; a book of poetry; four anthologies of short fiction; and a memoir of my mother. I have several more in the pipeline.
I have been blogging regularly since 2014, on topic as diverse as: poetry based on famous poems; memories from my life; my garden; my dog; a whole variety of short fiction; my attempts at baking and food; travel and the consequent disasters; theatre, film and book reviews; and the occasional thought piece. Mostly it is whatever takes my fancy.
I avoid politics, mostly, and religion, always. I don't mean to upset anyone but if I do, well, sorry and I suggest you go elsewhere.
These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.
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Great stuff Geoff. We did this at car boot sales!!
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You’re Secret Santa this year, then?
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That’s it…
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There’s always something in that middle aisle that I just cannot do without!
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I know. Screwdrivers that can bend round corners… who knew it was even a thing?
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I managed to bend many of my screwdrivers years ago!
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Get you, you Uri Geller!!
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You got it! What an easy way to shop, and it rhymes, too!
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An antique potty? You romantic you!
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I know. I think carefully about getting the right present for the right person…
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A trolly full of wonderful gifts. Or not. Excellent poem though.
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Thank you. The whole concept of the central aisle is so weird. There’s impulse buying and there’s total madness and this lies between the two…
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Haha. Well, they do say “One man’s trash is another man’s treasure.” This is great fun, Geoff. Hugs on the wing.
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Thanks Teagan. It’s so damned addictive that’s the problem.
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Something for everyone and their eclectic tastes.
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It’s a surprise what I find I need. I have no idea until I see it and then it’s a must-have
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Excellent….. The textilist will be so pleased with you 😜
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Perhaps…
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Bravo! … and it’s not even December! 😀
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I would much prefer your gifts, Geoff. The ones I always get are so dull by comparison.
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That is a truism that the older one gets the more oven gloves and useful tools for grommeting the guinea pigs one is given
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Hahaha, I purchase my own gifts, wrap them, and hand them to my husband to address to me.
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