That was what used to be written on the banner of the kids’ comics such as the Beano and the Dandy back when I was a kid. But I remember it more being scrawled upon the wall of the public lavatories at Crewe Bus Station back in the 1960s. Yes, I have fond memories of the toilets at Crewe Bus Station – it’s where I learnt a good deal of anatomy simply by reading the notices and looking at the pictures drawn on the walls.<\/p>\n
There was a good deal of good poetry too – forget your Stephen Spenders and Louis MacNeices – what gem have they ever written that could possibly compare with the lyrical rhapsody of<\/p>\n
It’s no good standing on the seat<\/span> It knocks Wordsworth’s flaming daffodils into a cocked hat, I can tell you.<\/p>\n So much to my surprise I was up and about by 09:40 this morning. Even more surprising because I didn’t go to bed until gone 04:00. And today, I have dome exactly zilch. I’ve not even made lunch and dinner – just sitting here nibbling on bits and pieces.<\/p>\n
The crabs in here can jump six feet<\/span>
And if you think that that is high<\/span>
Go next door! The b@$t@rd$ fly!<\/span><\/p>\n
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<\/a>The most strenuous thing that I did was to wander over to Caliburn and rescue the cake that Liz made for me. And isn’t it magnificent? It’s almost too good to cut, isn’t it? Nevertheless, half of it is now in a Tesco storage container downstairs in the verandah and the other half is up here in a Tesco storage container.<\/p>\n