Cee Tee Jackson's Blog, page 9

I’m having a giraffe.

My wife and I went out for a curry, last night. I had chicken Tarka. It’s like chicken Tikka, only it’s a little otter. Now that makes me laugh, every time. Isn’t it strange what tickles us? Despite having heard that joke many times before, I bet some readers still laughed. Others will have failed […]

Be careful what you wish for – dreams CAN come true.

When I was five years old, I started primary school. I can remember that day vividly ; being herded into the classroom with the other kids by our teacher; the smell of plasticine; some kids crying for their Mums and two others punching lumps out of each other as they fought over their preferred desks. […]

A post about nothing.

I can’t think of anything to say today. Nothing meaningful, at any rate. It doesn’t happen very often as I’m usually a gobby wee s***e, but when it does, I’ll normally refer to the WordPress Dailyprompt for inspiration. Lately though, those prompts have been quite ‘serious’ in their nature. There’s nothing wrong in that, of […]

A Shocking Admission.

(The prompt word today was ‘shock.’) A SHOCKING ADMISSION.Writing a limerick is fine,When it takes little time.But today was a shockAs I hit writer’s blockAnd couldn’t make anything rhyme.

Everywhere you go, always take the weather with you …

As I write this, the DJ on a London-based radio station is banging on about what a lovely morning it is in the UK capital; sun shining, gloriously blue skies and temperatures already rising at 8am. Well, it’s bloody nowt like that here in Glasgow! I mean, I’m happy for the people of London and […]

Please sir – I want some more.

What do I wish I could do more every day? Well, keeping it clean and sensible, I really do wish I could do some more writing. Yes – I know I’m ‘writing’ now – duh! But I mean ‘writing‘ writing. Like as in book writing. I think I may have dropped into our blog-conversations before […]

Tat’ll be the day …

Do you sport some exotic body-art? Would you contemplate having some tattoos indelibly inked into your skin? What would they depict? :)

Breakfast Bar(ber)

There was a young man from Hitchin ....

Your Complimentary Daily Post.

We Scots are not big on gushing compliments.** Giving or receiving, compliments make us uncomfortable. We’ve been hard-wired with intuitive distrust – an inbuilt suspicion that anyone saying something nice about us, is after something. We will pass compliments on occasion, but do so grudgingly. In fact, so reluctant are we to praise and elevate […]

Planes, Trains and … sleds.

I’ve been driving now for almost fifty years. Not continuously, you understand. This is not some kind of weird record-breaking attempt. I passed my driving test, at the second time of asking, in 1976 and have not looked back. Though I do use my rear-view mirror a lot. (Boom boom!) I’m the only driver in […]