tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post1737126386004761914..comments2024-03-29T13:53:03.662+00:00Comments on Yorkshire Pudding: PoemYorkshire Puddinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-75366268786585089132013-01-13T08:30:45.847+00:002013-01-13T08:30:45.847+00:00It's 'ot 'ere too. But without the wo...It's 'ot 'ere too. But without the wonderful cultural details. Lovely poem, YP. Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12453125929159161583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-24150700029122882412013-01-11T12:44:15.032+00:002013-01-11T12:44:15.032+00:00So strip down to your studded lavender thong (unle...So strip down to your studded lavender thong (unless <i>au naturel</i> is your preference) and go have a nice bathe in the Chao Phraya River. That woman sweeping the rutted concrete needs a pleasant surprise now and then and you're just the one to provide it, plus the one-eyed dog is always hoping for something new to sniff and lick.rhymeswithplaguehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10870439618129001633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-18031170421373457922013-01-10T21:50:04.851+00:002013-01-10T21:50:04.851+00:00Yuck! I can feel your misery from here! Me....we...Yuck! I can feel your misery from here! Me....well, sweatshirt and wool socks. The Bronco's playoff game temperature should start off at 15 degreesF and end at negative 5F. Just the thought of that should make you cooler and less sweatier! I hope your students will inspire you the way the last batch did. Best wishes from here!Peace Thymehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17361079101751470855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-12615468887575193392013-01-10T17:51:32.617+00:002013-01-10T17:51:32.617+00:00Just as I was reading this I was thinking 'cri...Just as I was reading this I was thinking 'crikey I'm cold...must put my slippers on and turn up the heating'....but your heat sounds too hot...see I'm just like nit picky Goldilocks....I want it not too hot and not too cold....I want it just as I want it .....and your poem described where you are perfectly I think.libbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05552884005601003691noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-41346186357761740802013-01-10T17:34:00.417+00:002013-01-10T17:34:00.417+00:00I guess it is hot there then, is it?I guess it is hot there then, is it?Hippohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09468795398813061897noreply@blogger.com