I am an extremely dull individual that lives on the west coast of Scotland (see picture of me at my local Castle - Portencross). I am an accountant and I work full time as group company secretary of a Scottish Textile manufacturer.
Married and having four children,
+ more bio informationThe JungleMy office is a jungle,Can't see wood for trees,All the things I need to do,Tasks not set to please.All the papers in a heap,And pencils in a pile,Maybe I should close the door,And run a country mile.If only I could set a fire,And watch the workload blaze,To my boss I would present,A clear desk to amaze.At last I cou... More..
Don't AskDon't ask me how I value art,Or how I chose to see,The things that really matter,Or things defining me.Don't ask me how I stand apart,Or how I plan to be,Upright and honest all my life,A beacon all should see.Don't ask me how I keep my heart,Pure and clean and free,For that, you should already know,How much you mean ... More..
Here in the old country, Scotland,The clouds are our sprinklers.The water washes the glens,Cleans the forests,Makes our whisky,Softens our cashmere,And powers our homes.And, once a year,On the Bonnie Princes birthday,(we call it Hogmanay),We use it to toast the King"across the water".One day we will be free. More..
It is now nearly 10 years since I finally stopped drinking. The rehab goes on. Only last week I was asked by a colleague recovering alcoholic if I ever miss drinking. Of course I do. If I walk by the open door of a bar, and the smell of beer wafts out to me, I will get a flashback of the "good times". It is strange though how... More..
Where is my payday?Can I survive,Like waiting for Godot,Will it arrive.Payday is a legend,It may not exist,Or lives with Gorillas,Deep in the mist.Maybe it swims in the river,Or climbs on the rocks,If transformed into money,It probably talks.So seldom it is seen,Just 12 times a year,So when it arrivesWe will hear a cheer.It w... More..
So, there we were teenagers, who through no fault of our own, were stuck in a Cold War and a Space Race. We were locked into the further threat of heavy inflation and with very limited pocket money delivered from our post war thrifty parents. The notion that you could find a fabulous, super fast, spaceship just lying around w... More..
NotebooksI keep a thousand notebooks,Each one filled with art,The wife keeps trying to throw them out,But with these books I cannot part.I have my lovely cartoons,And my watercolor phase,I even keep some early pieces,From my pastel color days.I have photos of my sculptures,And charcoal drawings of my face,Ink pen outlines of ... More..
The hunger of the midnight snack,Is lethal to my weight,Chips and soda, cookies too,The temptation is too great.When all is quiet in the house,The kids have gone to sleep,A quiet footstep can be heard,To kitchen I do creep.Midnight food tastes twice as good,And is harder to stop eating,So much sugar and some fat,My heart is d... More..
Not very much,It has to be said,Just little thingsThat may mess with your head.The Holy Grail,With Templar Knights,Elvis Presley,And the Northern Lights.Robin Hood, Maid Marion,Friar Tuck and the boys,A Visa, a Mastercard,Walt Disney with toys.Cleopatra's trampoline,Bruce Lee's fist,Many of these thingsMay not exist.For the s... More..
What evil creatureMade me to hurt,By inventing a processTo iron a shirt?So there I will beAt half past ten,Ironing clothesOnce again.Could we notJust change the fashion,And give flat clothesA good ol' bashing?It's time the bossJust said to you"An ironed shirt,You should eschew".Then I couldPut down that tool,And no longer beT... More..
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West Kilbride, South Ayrshire GB
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