We dance as one, like a hand in a glove Lifted by the wind under the wings of a dove And if I stumble She doesn’t grumble Just gets me moving with a discrete shove…
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.
A good one. I can well imagine it 🙂
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It’s so near the truth
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“discrete shove” indeed! Hilarious!
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And v true!
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Perfect to good and true to be terrible 💜😂😂😂
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Yep I can range across all of those
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😳
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A helping hand.
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Without which I’d flounder
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Or bass at the minimum.
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I hake to think about it
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😊
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You lucky – my hubby dances like a robot!
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These days that might be rather good but I’m assuming your referencing a Lost In Space kind
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It needs more than a discreet shove to get my dancing on track.
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My guide is really good
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Haha, Terence and I are the opposite. He is the dancer.
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