Friday, June 7, 2013

it's a square meal, all right - but where's the meat?...


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- an ode (or 'oh, dear'?) to my three favourite vegetables...

Thursday, June 6, 2013

today he's Ed (tomorrow Ed boy?)

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"our son was put down
at birth" - "I'm so sorry" - "why?
he'll just love Eton"...

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('Just Another (Well-)Bred and Butter Public School': 17 Syllables)

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

"anything you hold may be downed in evidence"...

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coppers can't drink on
duty, right? (but at least they
can charge their glasses)

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('The Pint that's Drunk in Charge Haste': 17 Syllables)

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

they're a trio now - that's Pete, beside himself with Joy...

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Great drummer! Blows his
own trumpet, too. More of a
one-man band, really...

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(17 Syllables)

Monday, June 3, 2013

blatant discrimination...

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Saxophonist seeks
relationship with fellow
musician. No strings...

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(17 Syllables)

Sunday, June 2, 2013

higher education breeds higher chievers...

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it's what ambitious
teachers dream of: being able
to quit when a Head...

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(17 Syllables)

Saturday, June 1, 2013

Talent Shows (as does the lack of it)

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I know talent when
I see it, and that's just what
I see: no talent...

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('What's got 2 i's and sucks? Britain's Got Talent (a prostitute's only got one)': 17 Syllables)