tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6902655653247715479.post5580578813956279160..comments2023-11-03T01:59:49.620-07:00Comments on H Writer, Haggered: Turd UncleJohnpatrickhigginshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15390768573098641446noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6902655653247715479.post-12672178985612533272012-01-04T12:30:22.205-08:002012-01-04T12:30:22.205-08:00Cheers, John.Cheers, John.Edwardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07023278776208557193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6902655653247715479.post-90554995072230036932012-01-03T15:48:23.465-08:002012-01-03T15:48:23.465-08:00thanks berniethanks bernieJohnpatrickhigginshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15390768573098641446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6902655653247715479.post-5476347824557172882012-01-03T07:42:30.645-08:002012-01-03T07:42:30.645-08:00And yes Sparkle, I've had to go to shops, cold...And yes Sparkle, I've had to go to shops, cold and coat on, in the pissing rain. Made it as far as the first cross-wind before my umbrella inverted. <br /><br />Cross-wind? It was flipping livid!Johnpatrickhigginshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15390768573098641446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6902655653247715479.post-32046622707859148862012-01-03T07:10:31.029-08:002012-01-03T07:10:31.029-08:00"The next day was an all-dayer" might be..."The next day was an all-dayer" might be the worst sentence any human being has written. Yay me.Johnpatrickhigginshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15390768573098641446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6902655653247715479.post-47642433897917208632012-01-03T04:31:13.376-08:002012-01-03T04:31:13.376-08:00Another walk in the pissing rain?Another walk in the pissing rain?Trashsparklehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18015270855678769296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6902655653247715479.post-91586314002369605062012-01-02T19:17:32.363-08:002012-01-02T19:17:32.363-08:00My, what a lot of friends you have. Exhausting. I ...My, what a lot of friends you have. Exhausting. I thought of this Frost poem, the last line when you talk about all the lives going on. Not comforting but true. : http://allpoetry.com/poem/8469257-Out__Out---by-Robert_Frost. I'm glad you are blogging again.Bernie Folanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16485736987206601516noreply@blogger.com