Cee Tee Jackson's Blog, page 16

Strictly Embarrassing.

STRICTLY EMBARRASSING.A ‘Strictly’ dancer with two left feet,Was clumsy and never too neat,He over-shimmied his hipWhich led him to trip,And embarrassed, he limped back to his seat.

I’m making a list, and checking it twice.

I’ve always felt a little uneasy making a Christmas list. Even as a young kid, I felt I was being very presumptuous in sending my letter to Santa. But then of course, I was also aware of the expression,’if you don’t ask, you don’t get,’ and I wasn’t prepared to take the chance. So there […]

Knee high to a grasshopper.

I describe myself as being a ‘bit of a short-arse, with a shorter attention span.’ So, I’d say if I was to change just one thing about myself, then perhaps another couple of inches wouldn’t go amiss … ooh err, missus! I’m not really conscious of my having any hang-ups about being shorter-than-average. That said, […]

Three Things To Rip My Knitting!

… or, as some might say, my top three pet peeves. As I get older, more short-tempered and grumpy, there are a plethora of things in modern-day life that I’ve become increasingly less tolerant with. The following three instances may appear insignificant to the casual observer, but believe me, they cause me to lie awake at […]

A Sharp Shower.

A SHARP SHOWER. I’m still frightened to shower and wash my mohawk.My wife thinks I’m weird and so loves to mock.But I prefer a bath to get cleanSince watching that scene,In ‘Psycho’ by Alfred Hitchcock.

(Some of) My Favourite Animals.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been interested in all sorts of wildlife – well, not creepy-crawlie types, heck no, but birds, mammals, amphibians, and reptiles in the main. In the late Sixties, my pals and I would catch brown rats and mice from the railway embankment at the back of my house. […]

I am a mountain; I am the sea …

I think I out-clevered myself with that title! 😀 It comes from the chorus to a song by fellow Scots, Biffy Clyro, and immediately sprung to mind when I read the prompt for today’s daily blog: ‘beach or mountains – which do you prefer, and why?’ Here in Scotland, we have plenty of both, but […]

Like a Rolling Stone.

Like a Rolling Stone? Are you kidding me? I love ‘em all! You can probably tell that from the photos below of my Rolling Stones collection. OK, so maybe The Rolling Stones aren’t the innovators others were; maybe they’ve been highly dependent on those who trod the path before them, especially those Blues troubadours they […]

Who from history would I like to meet?

I’d give anything to meet the thieving wee so-and-so who nicked my newspaper and a bottle of milk from my doorstep this morning. They’re not from ‘history’ of course … but they soon will be!

Agent Toad.

AGENT TOAD. There once was a toad who showedA talent for talking in code.Who, with an IQ that highBecame an amphibian spy,And the secrets of newts soon flowed.