July 19th

Every day as it’s always been
People have their route routine
Walking along and in the same place stopping
All marching in time and corporate clock watching
But I know there’s something more inside
Something for which no conglomerate can provide
I want the opportunity to be able
To chose where I sit and who’s on my table
I’m not suggesting that I’ll have much clout
Punching in is wearing me out
Being criticised by departmental heads
Continually leaving my grievances unsaid
No, I’ve no desire to climb your business ladder
Learning and repeating all your corporate jabber
I’ve no desire to perform or to improve
Whilst having my personality surgically removed
I find myself speaking in your plateau way
You just want me to say what you want me to say
You continually edit, censor and blinker
But you’ll never stop me being a free thinker?
You want my individual outlook
As long as it fits in with the employee handbook
You give me your rules and give me a title
Your own list of commandments from your own bible
So add this to my notes in my next quarterly review
Thou shall not spend my life answering to you

July 18th

Do you remember me, cos I remember you!
Our life, our world, the things we’d do
I’m sorry I’ve not seen you lately
Don’t think badly of me, please don’t hate me
We constantly seem to miss each other
But isn’t it also good to miss one another?
I wish our lives had morn synergy
Time apart is bad for my sanity
How have you been, what’s new with you?
Have you noticed our lives gone askew?
I’m working on it and applying myself daily
Application forms I fumble through mundanely
Someone will bite, someone will choose me
Another job, another start to oversee
But a move that I look forward to
I’ll embrace our house and life with you
But let’s keep positive with all that we’ve got
On our great timeline this is just a mere dot
We’ve got plenty of time to live and explore
Years to annoy, decades to adore
Time to mature and grow old
Endless rainbows from which to find our gold
We are on pause but life will quickly resume
A home and house with 3 bedrooms
As our life and waistlines comfortably expands
Life is what happens whilst you’re making other plans

July 17th

Written whilst on the way to see Danny Baker
As Gavin the referee & sausage decision maker:
Back on the train heading back into town
Looking forward to my ups and downs
In full control and not mistaken
Happy to be took, where ever I’m taken
I’ve no idea what’s going to happen
As the train rolls into to the junction of Clapham
I won’t be defeated at waterloo
But will fight to do what I want to do
I will say yes and go with the flow
Never say never to things I don’t know
Good day, Good feeling, good morning good wife
Today’s the first day of the rest of my life

July 16th

Working nights is a strange sensation
But allows an excuse for poor punctuation
Daytime has struck its sweet separation
Night arrives with little complication
This is my Nightshift declaration
Not my usual sunlit affiliation
We don’t get the guest confrontation
Of annoyance backed by compensation
We get the odd extension for libation
To put on hold the bedtime migration
It seems to be an expanding education
Without the fear of any recrimination
With my early, late and night infatuation
Please welcome me back to normal civilization

July 15th

It was never going to be that easy

Were we ever meant for normal life?

When an offer comes along to tempt me

It starts by upsetting the wife

Normality passes us by somehow

It’s something that other people do

But if regular is what you need now

I'll never be irregular for you

My life of sort of’s and nearlies

Caused our paths to meet

Now you need actuals and reallys

To make our life complete

We're stood in a great situation

With money and time on our side

Life’s an everyday complication

To and fro-ing like the constant tide

If a homestead is what you require

To shelter from all types of weather

We’ll settle where your heart desires

My home is when we're together

We got so many things to give thanks for

So many more great times to share

Let’s buy a house with a red door

And plan out our future from there 

July 14th

The telling confessions of my blank mind

Leave me feeling upset and resigned

Dejected, down and desperately defeated

Halfway there is still not completed

Getting prepared to wear the hat of the dunce

Perhaps I used up all my words at once

If so, they should make it clear

As to how many words you get per year?

Perhaps I should more sparingly print

Treat it as a marathon and not a sprint

Just as it was looking sturdy

I appear to have been over wordy

Have I overplayed the rhyming prose?

And seen my poetry mortgage foreclose

Will there be a further edition?

Six more months of my composition?

It was a tremendous undertaking

But now I feel my brain aching

So if this is just a supplementary

An extension of my last ever entry

Thank you for your daily devotion

And please try to hold back the emotion

For more words, I will beg, steal and borrow

And hope to see you back here again tomorrow

July 13th

It’s that time of year when a hair cut is needed
The desired length has been exceeded
To the stylist with their gel and ointment
Phone up early for a stand by appointment
A sit down chat to discuss the desired
What to do for hair all limp and tired
‘Come over here and we’ll get it washed’
Water splashed and shampoo sloshed
Then something came as a surprise
A sneaky head massage whilst I had closed eyes
Where was this in the dossiers?
Amongst the chat of ‘how’s your holidays’
Everything was fine, but no mention whatever
We were just chatting about the weather
Then slow rubbing as around my head she felt
Lingered long on neck and over temples dwelt
I was expecting a sensual head rub
I thought I had entered a Gentleman’s Club
I’d only gone in for some hair cutting
I was shocked and stunned at the magic hand strutting
As soon as it arrived it had disappears
No more tickling behind my ears
Then it was just back to basic chat
Whilst others workers dye and plait
Never before have I had such a styled confusion
And I’ve booked back in for my next intrusion