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.
Okay, I had to look up “sphincter” and now I don’t know what is more troubling – that someone had to name such a part of our body or that you would know it. . .
That’s a very photogenic tree. Did you know there are 50 or 60 sphincters in our bodies and one of them is called the Sphincter of Oddi Dysfunction (SOD)? Nice limerick by the way.
I think there’s a poem parasite that inveigles its way into my hypothalamus every Tuesday just for the hell of it. The rest of the week it works for the Inland Revenue in the bean counting department.m
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Better splinters than wood worm!!
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I just you’d need to ask the tree
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I did it barked at me?
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Okay, I had to look up “sphincter” and now I don’t know what is more troubling – that someone had to name such a part of our body or that you would know it. . .
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I’ve often found that my love of reading dictionaries has taken me in some troubling directions
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Is that really a beech tree?
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Nope.. rhyming licence being called on
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🙂
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That’s a very photogenic tree. Did you know there are 50 or 60 sphincters in our bodies and one of them is called the Sphincter of Oddi Dysfunction (SOD)? Nice limerick by the way.
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You are a mine of disturbing biology
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Everyone should have a hobby!
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It’s where to keep them though.
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Do you not have stables?
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A couple of wobblies and one large unsteady but no stables
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I’ll see if there’s a spare supporters club I can send your way!
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Very kind but I’ve had enough of all things Truss
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Oh, well done Sir!
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High praise!
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To find a use for the shortest serving Prime Minister is a master stroke!
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If trees could talk – well, maybe not!
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I rather think they might shout and be rather arrogant. Been there, done that sort of conversationalists
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I think I met one of the offspring. He must of had splinters since he was such a son of a beech.
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I think it’s a natural consequence that when sliding down the banister of life, a proportion will end up with splinters in the arses…
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That’s why I like marble banisters.
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A wise move
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Did you see the bit in the paper the other day, that plants can tell you if they want a drink
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Not surprised. I’ve stood at countless bars waiting to be served while some plank puts down roots
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😂😂😂
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What a fabulous old tree. (And limerick,too.) I love really old trees.
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It has a lot of character.
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I have no idea how these poems enter your mind, Geoff. Who could possibly contemplate these concepts? I can’t stop laughing. Thanks for the fun.
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I think there’s a poem parasite that inveigles its way into my hypothalamus every Tuesday just for the hell of it. The rest of the week it works for the Inland Revenue in the bean counting department.m
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🙂
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Haha, GEoff, I am quite sure that splinters are a problem.
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I’d hate to be a tree….
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