Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet,
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
W.B.Yeats.
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Saturday, 25 February 2012
More Hog Blog & Those Pies!
Pukka Pies Are Pukka!
After the man from Dyno Rod had cleared the toilet of kibbles and the storm had abated I ventured into the kitchen to commence my Pukka pie taste testing. Today’s varieties were steak and kidney versus chicken and mushroom. After tasting both I still could not decide which was better so had another of the chicken variety. The packaging reads ‘Totally Full Filling’ and I must concede that l was feeling as full as the toilet bowl did yesterday. Fell asleep on the sofa, but forgot to get rid of the evidence. Not even dried kibbles in my supper bowl last night.
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