October 13...

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"I'm off to The Gambia,
Where life's namby-pambier"...

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I know, I know...but what the hell else rhymes with 'Gambia'? I'm not a proud man...
All things being equal (fingers crossed, God willing, and with a following wind; all the usual provisos - the older more mature experienced I get, the longer the list seems to grow) I'll be back in three months. Back from just another troubled country in an increasingly troubled world. It has to be said. Until then, the very fondest of fond farewells - to each and every both of you...

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no fish course, no damp course...

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cottage pies past their
sell-by date go best with the
(derelict) house red...

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('I'll have the house wine, please. Single-storey': 17 Syllables)

bloodsuckers' victims? - they're suckers, too...

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Vampires seem drawn to
my neck of the woods. Or is
it just to my neck?...

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(17 Rather Sillybles)

hand them a bag and tell them to fillet...

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there's only one place
to go for surf & turf meals:
a sharkuterie...

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('Fine Fin dining': 17 Syllables)

sustainable fishing v net profits...

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There's always a catch
when fishing unethically.
And that's the problem...

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- it's a very profitable catch...









('Net profits are worth little if the nets are unethical': 17 Syllables)

a two-liner...

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I've just made a rod
for my own back! I can fish
in half the time now...

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('3 fishing lines': 17 Syllables)

Still Life - but it's ebbing away...

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an artist who wants

to draw blood has no need to

sharpen his pencil...

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- I tell you what though, that's bloody realistic...

(17 Syllables)

a case of life not renewing my remembership...

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just how long have I
had amnesia? - "as long as
I can't remember"...

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And have I been a
bad boy? Who cares? "As long as 
I can't remember"...









('As long as I can't remember x 2': 17 Syllables)

the collector...

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if my dad ever
wants to see his collection -
he closes his eyes...

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- memories are priceless, possessions immaterial...









(Life: it's not just about 'stuff': 17 Syllables)

misspelt bred...

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Bread? Hate the stuff. I
never touch it - unless you
count profiter rolls...

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- don't you just hate it when someone whips the cream?...








('My wife's are so good, they're profiterole models': 17 Rather Sillybles)

see the world without paying the earth...

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It's a small world. You
only need a small fortune
to travel round it...

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- I did once (see www.thelandofcheesefondue.blogspot.com), 1991-2001...








(17 Syllables)

stage fright...

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Bloody hell! If all
the world's a stage, just how long
is the Tour de France?...

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- today Antwerp to Huy, tomorrow the world? (peloton...and on...and on...)








('Hand 'em a tandem, they're far two tyred': 17 Syllables)
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Migrants storm Eurotunnel (news item)
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What to do? "We'll storm
the tunnel!" (They won't get through,
not even one'll.)
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today: the red planet - tomorrow: the well-read planet?...

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Water on Mars means
primitive life can exist!
(Like it does in Slough?)

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(a big news story this week)








('If there's H2O, then I'm Good2Go': 17 Syllables)

it's a double whammy: hair AND memory loss...

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"When did you go bald?" -
"Me? I can't remember, off
the top of my head"...

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(if parting's such sweet bloody sorrow, just imagine what no parting's like)








(17 Syllables)