Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

eggs

  • Do It Yourself Nonsense.

    Sometimes it seems like my life is just one big DIY project, a house that’s too big and a Keith that’s getting older. I’m not going to write about boring proper DIY today though, I’m in the mood for some nonsense. Talking of Nonsense I love spotting weird and nonsensical sights, things like ”Please refrain… Read more

  • I Am The Egg Man.

    When I had my own business I used to cook the books, but one day the taxman broke his teeth on one. I stuck to cooking eggs after that, because it was such an egg-spensive do. I had to shell out a lot of money it certainly wasn’t a poultry (paltry) amount, it was no… Read more

  • Egg

    Family traditions not many do we have. There is just one tradition our immediate family share, we use the word “egg” as a greeting, this comes from the gradual morphing of hello, to “eggloaf” then just “Egg”. It’s quite good in a crowded place the shouting of “egg” usually gets attention. When our boys were… Read more

  • Bad Eggs

    Despite the following bit of fun, I really am quite good at cooking eggs. To me it’s an art, everything has to be finished at the same time, toast done, table set, tea made and poured. I remember the first time we had goose eggs, the lady at the campsite shop told us 20 minutes… Read more