Friday, 27 January 2012

Should the show begin?

Has enough raspberry moon delight been taken mixed with a strawberry picked randomly and by chance from an apple field?

Should I stay or and make it right or fill the world with naked ladies?

My colour guitar has been washed down with watercolours and on the announcement of my Lordships awardment the correct and proper formalities of my sight will begin at 7am or in another world, a 11am engagement.



Wednesday, 18 January 2012

A journey is announced and an itinerary is flounced

Takers are welcome on an experimental trip of anagrams and convulsions wrapped up in whipped cream dampers.

Mr. P has a number of options for this evolution but has far too much matter to discuss before his brain.

Wednesday, 11 January 2012

Why does Mr. P say 'Kiss my arse'?

Perhaps, roses, chocolates and his favourite acquaintances from a vintage era will reveal all. A call to the emergency services will not be required.

Sunday, 1 January 2012

A plasmatic Christmas was had by all

The man referred to just 'Plas' by his so called beat necks would like to inform all that he has returned to the station.