Overwritten vagina: never before yesterday, in the history of the Universe, have that noun and that adjective been twined together. You're the James Joyce of the 21st century, Sam.
"Bulbous coffee barons with their trophy wives and hit-and-miss children." Strike out 'coffee' and it really could be anywhere on our oligarch-infested planet. When are we ever going to get round to eating the rich, I wonder?
Great piece, but you never sent me a postcard, my son. And nary a guava as a souvenir pressie.
haha awesome, very nice indeed. At a christmas party my dad once told me his favourites word were banjo and globule. Then, unbeknownst to its meaning, he said "So if there was a globule of sweat dripping of my banjo, I couldn't be happier!" It was magical. I felt like I'd willed the moment into being
Thanks mate! I was actually only infiltrating them to gobble one down. I ate up to the calf of a farming heiress, before the staff at the leisure compound pulled me off'a her
haha if you wanted a guava you should have attended ONE of my cello recitals, father. No, father. No guavas for you.
Hope you got to the border between Brazil and Argentina and took in the majestic Iguazu Falls from either or both sides. Spectacular and the National Park on the Brazil side is available to all. Walking along the Falls on a hot day and feeling the cool spray from some of the 275 drops compared to Niagra's 4 drops. Yes, the hotel there in the National Park is a bit pricey and it's also high on comfort and convenience.
A beautifully written -- if sobering -- piece. Remind me to not go on holiday with you. :-)
Haha thanks Tim! “Oh the injustice of it all” he belched into his thirteenth margarita
At least you didn't write about ecotourism...
Overwritten vagina: never before yesterday, in the history of the Universe, have that noun and that adjective been twined together. You're the James Joyce of the 21st century, Sam.
"Bulbous coffee barons with their trophy wives and hit-and-miss children." Strike out 'coffee' and it really could be anywhere on our oligarch-infested planet. When are we ever going to get round to eating the rich, I wonder?
Great piece, but you never sent me a postcard, my son. And nary a guava as a souvenir pressie.
tight nary btw
cheers my fave adverb as it happens
Do you have a fave of every type?
Yes, as follows:
Noun: jewel
Adjective: heterogenous
Verb: gather
So it follows that the perfect sentence would be: "Nary a one of them gathered the heterogenous jewels before them." Oooh that's nice, that is...
haha awesome, very nice indeed. At a christmas party my dad once told me his favourites word were banjo and globule. Then, unbeknownst to its meaning, he said "So if there was a globule of sweat dripping of my banjo, I couldn't be happier!" It was magical. I felt like I'd willed the moment into being
Classic, sweaty banjo parental poetry is always the best
Thanks mate! I was actually only infiltrating them to gobble one down. I ate up to the calf of a farming heiress, before the staff at the leisure compound pulled me off'a her
haha if you wanted a guava you should have attended ONE of my cello recitals, father. No, father. No guavas for you.
Hope you got to the border between Brazil and Argentina and took in the majestic Iguazu Falls from either or both sides. Spectacular and the National Park on the Brazil side is available to all. Walking along the Falls on a hot day and feeling the cool spray from some of the 275 drops compared to Niagra's 4 drops. Yes, the hotel there in the National Park is a bit pricey and it's also high on comfort and convenience.
We didn't get there! That sounds spectacular! We went to Rio, Sau Paulo, Ilha bela, Paraty and Recife - it's an intensely beautiful place
Both sobering and hilarious. My favorite kind of writing :)
Thank you so much, Charity! I'm so glad it ticked both boxes for you, I was certain that it hadn't