Crazy Fool's Newsround

bread bags
November, 17th 2010 22:28 PM

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CADGING

In former times peddlers carried their wares in a basket known as a ‘cadge’. Since many of them no doubt begged or scrounged additional sustenance from the places they visited, their basket became synonymous with the act of begging or borrowing itself.

Letters:

Things that are really getting on my nose, up my goat and around my wick this week:

Bread bags – Falling into a natural rhythm of toast with marmalade, marmite and a cup of tea at elevenses, which is around 10 or sometimes 9 – I’m up at 6 or sometimes 5, often 6.30 – unlike Burlington Berty – who only rises at 9.30…where was I - yes, the procrastination that arises from fear of the bread bag is getting beyond normality.

The hand gets stuck to the sides with a slugs grip and pulling the already fragile brown slice makes only for crumbs and swearing. Coupled with the inevitable dose of two trips back to the bread bin, as I always ask in advance if her indoors would like some while I’m at it, to an affirmative no, only for her to change the ever indecipherable mind after all is packed away whence the ritual starts over.

What is required here is some kind of inner lubricant - for the bread bag by the way, not her indoors, or an affable powder, much like a weight lifter has, that is comparable to both wheat, patience and a sharp case of not messing the chef around. That should be thricely comparable or is it compromisable, which makes me wonder what my new word I made up years ago ‘thribble’ actually means now. I wrote it down on a piece of paper, that has since locked itself away in the lost draw, much the same as the safe draw where I kept my iPod for a week before realising it wasn’t there but in the ‘easy’ draw, nevertheless on retrieving suck items is far less stressful than making a trip to the dreaded bread bag that clings to the ‘anxiety’ draw of life and riddles the psyche with a blemish only getting back on the horse can over come. Bread bags - Bastards!

Things that are just Sweet Love:

A viewer’s favourite haystacks from Bosnia – has finished – this week we are going to look at this:

Too late

Let’s look at fart:

Ok, what else is on in cfnr this week?

*cf'’s radio show featuring Digger:

Playing NOW the one with:

Alf

And the one with

Charlie Brown

And the one with

Rob

Plus all the ‘oldies’: Snoop Dig, Randall, Adam & Valerie, Olda Higden, One Eyed Dog, Risky Red, the long forgotten Christmas show and its Typewriting September predecessor, - new one coming soon - look out for the fish!

*Tit-bits – .../…Sex therapists…/……/…/…/…

*Grub–Up – * New- New – new – NEW! – Brand new menu in crazy fool’s kitchen/café – see poetry corner – nuff said

*Poetry Corner: ‘Ode to a crazy fool’s Shepherd’s Pie’

*NEW...Fishman...NEW...Fishman! – Read all the Fishman’s tails in… On The Pond, April ‘09’ – On the shelves now - may The Dog be with you

*Classifieds

*Comps and results

*Bongo Massif Bro’s – ‘…live…’

Mr. Meaner... come take a trip on the wonder why, come take a slice of my pie -

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