Why ‘doing it’ can still be fun

Another hilarious poem written by retired GP / family doctor Andrea Kingston, who is fast becoming our resident HTWB poet … this time on how you can still have fun way into your nineties. Rock on!

Why ‘doing it’ can still be fun

why doing it can still be fun

Jumping off the wardrobe isn’t wise. Yet, with a decent parachute …

The sixties and the seventies
When having sex was such a whizz
Were times we felt alive and filled our senses.
We had the pill but not yet AIDS,
Our one concern was getting laid,
Clothes off, to bed and blow the consequences [Read more…]

Bubbles for the weekend…

Your weekend smile … another delightful poem by retired GP (Family Doctor) Andrea Kingston. Enjoy!

funny poem about champgane

So I gave up and found a new glass, With enough champagne in it to last…

Bubbles

It seems I’ve mislaid my champagne
(Yes I’ve been down the garden again)
The last time ‘twas seen
Was a space wide and green
But both lawns seem quite clear, in the main [Read more…]

Thunder-struck writing with a twitchy dog

Writing – or any other activity that demands peace, quiet and concentration – can be badly disrupted by the thunderstorms we’re experiencing in the UK right now. But no disruption is quite as noticeable as a large dog trying to get up and sit on your head while you’re working because she’s terrified of thunderstorms.

There is a solution though, and here it emerges in verse!

Thunder-struck writing with a twitchy dog

Does thunder make your heart go boom?
And make your writing shaky?
Do you jump and shriek
At the slightest streak
Of lightning’s wakey-wakey?

poem about dog scared of thunderstorms

Try to tell a frightened canine thunder’s loud but means no harm…

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Poem for a hot summer day

I’ve lost my gin in the greenhouse

by Andrea Kingston

Please welcome Andrea Kingston, a retired GP (family doctor) who volunteers with me in our local cancer group and – it turns out – is also a talented and hilarious poet! Here is one of hers I particularly enjoyed…

I’ve lost my gin in the greenhouse
Well goodness, gracious me!
As the glass is green
It remains unseen
And I’m thirsty don’t you see?

funny poem about lost gin

“Where’s my gin? I’m still in the greenhouse.”

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Diary of a self-isolator: After Lockdown

Here’s a little verse or three to make us think about what happens next…enjoy.

I’m sick of being here on my own, sat on my fat posterior.

AFTER LOCKDOWN
Office workers’ quandary

I wish I weren’t so stuck at home
These walls are too familiar
I’m sick of being here on my own
Sat on my fat posterior.

[Read more…]

A bumper fun post of Valentine’s poetry

Welcome to another romantic Valentine’s celebration! And here is a compendium of all my favourite Valentine’s poems (most of them written by moi) to give you a smile or six. Enjoy.

Take my heart its yours on a plate / Keep it till you learn how to punctuate.

Roses are red, violets are blue
Sorry I’m snotty, but I’ve got the flu. (NB: not coronavirus.)

Roses are red, violets are blue
Please put the seat down when you’ve used the loo. [Read more…]

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