Jane Jago's Blog, page 28
February 24, 2025
Nursery Rhymes for the Third Age – Humpty Dumpty
A selection of rhymes by Jane Jago, made age appropriate for those for whom their second childhood is just around the corner…
Humpty DumptyHumpty Dumpty, bald as a coot
Ran around Tesco in his birthday suit
All of the doctors, security too
Couldn’t catch Humpty who hid in the loo!
Dominant, dominant fly away home
Your house is on fire your subbies all gone
All except one and that’s little Mabel
The one you left tied to the dining room table…
You can find this, and ot...
February 23, 2025
Convert
Will you follow me? He whispers
And his eyes are liquid love
His noble head is crowned with flowers
Pale the moon that floats above
Am I so brave that I can follow
In the footsteps of his breath
Can I dare to bet tomorrow
Be his child from now to death
February 22, 2025
Maybe – Part 8: Fairground
Sometimes we walk the edges of reality…
The scene looked more solid now, as if it had come into focus, there was a stall selling candyfloss just opposite and two children with balloons bobbing on strings ran past, groups of teens and families. There was something strange about them, most of the young men had longer hair, the girls wore a lot of ethnic look clothing and they all seemed to favour jeans with flared boot-cut legs.
“Come.”
Jess glanced at Annis who was reinforcing her request by ta...
February 21, 2025
Granny’s A-Z – P is for Posh Words
Things that make us go poop…
Granny and the ‘ladies’ darts team of The Dog and Trumpet alphabetically collate their collective contempt for the inhabitants of the twenty-first century.
P is for Posh Words, or what Desperate Danielle of the darts team defines as ‘La-di-da diction’.
We all know people who use posh words for everyday things.
You know who I mean, the kind of person who invites their pals over for drinks of an evening and calls it a ‘soirée’ or for a coffee in the morning...
February 20, 2025
100 Acre Wood Revisited – Thesaurus
Things are not quite how you might remember them in the 100 Acre Wood for Christopher Robin, Pooh Bear and their friends…
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February 19, 2025
The Mystic’s Mog offers Down to Earth Careers Advice
Down to earth advice straight from the mouth of the mystic’s moggy!
Whilst reclining on the motheaten velvet of a window seat in the sun, one idly tuned into the conversation between the wispy female human one owns and a thin male dressed as if it were some sort of a bloodsucker or nightcrawler.
“Of course, the ancient Egyptians worshipped cats,” he said, as his narrow hands fiddled with the fringes on the table cover.
One pricked up one’s ears, and her muddledness nodded.
“They did indeed, and ...
February 18, 2025
Drabblings – Jake
Telling an entire story in just one hundred words…
It was not so easy to train Jake. There was no two ways about it he was just very slow on the uptake. He’d stand there, head cocked looking a bit bemused, as if he knew there was something being asked of him but he was not quite sure what.
Meg spent the best part of two years working on training him and by the end of that time he’d pretty much grasped the meaning of ‘walkies’, ‘go pee in the garden’, ‘bed time’ ‘dinner time’ and a few other ke...
February 17, 2025
Nursery Rhymes for the Third Age – I Had a Little Igloo
A selection of rhymes by Jane Jago, made age appropriate for those for whom their second childhood is just around the corner…
I Had a Little IglooI had a little igloo
I built it in the snow,
It was warm and cozy
though the temperature was low,
The neighbours came to visit me
they brought their children too,
Who threw me out into the snow
and stole my small igloo.
You can find this, and other whimsical takes of life in On The Throne? a little book of contemplation from Jane Jago.
February 16, 2025
Warm
I used to live in that cold world
Never comfort knew
No luck for the skinny girl
Until I met you
Now I sleep in blankets warm
Far from icy fog
Sheltered from the pain of storm
No longer a street dog
February 15, 2025
Maybe -Part 7: Ghosts
Sometimes we walk the edges of reality…
They ate in an atmosphere of surprising companionship and Annis was surprised to see that humans could be mannerly and tidy in their eating habits. Jessica finished her bowl of soup and her share of the flat bread.
“Where do you get…”
“I trade.”
Jessica twined her fingers together and Annis picked up her nervous confusion.
“Not worry. Ask.”
“I’ve been here hours, and by my reckoning it should be morning by now. Why is it still dark?”
“Night is long here…”
“And...
