Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

nonsense

  • 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

  • Diet of nonsense.

    As mentioned previously I am prone to obsessions. Dieting for example, one is only supposed to get weighed once a week, but then it gradually creeps up, twice a week, and then it’s every other day. Then, there I am getting weighed every morning and then the night time ones! It’s like any habit, it Read more

  • Rant and socks

    Most of my time is wasted in trying to convince people that we are ruining civilisation with our own stupidity and greed. I try not to use this blog to that end, but I was asked the question, and that’s my answer. STOP PRESS! The Stupid boy. The stupid boy was now eighteen, it had Read more