The biscuit that broke our hearts and our teeth

This morning we had a biscuit snack

That came out of a Swedish flat pack

And like most of the products of Ikea

How to open the wrap wasn’t clear.

Once inside all that we found

Was a Scandinavian scam

Kakor Hallon is nothing more than

A biscuit sandwich filled with jam.

This pastry usurper

This bakery imposter

This dicky dodger

This Scandi Scam

Is no more than a crumbling sham.

But the extent of the biscuit’s shortfall

Is matched by the quality of the famous meatball

P.S. We liked them really

The cream especially.

Biscuit: Kakor Hallon
Taste test: 8 out of 10
Cost: 80p from Ikea in Southampton 

Funny, they shrunk the chocolate bars!

We suspect a chocolate conspiracy
first Toblerone and it's missing pyramids,
then the incredible shrinking wagon wheel,
there's some shifty business
companies are trying to conceal.

If this minimisation continues
chocolate bars will be extinct,
long before the polar ice caps melt
and our islands sink.

Who wants a world without penguins?
Nothing to P P P pick up,
full of diminished Rocky Bars
with humankind on its way to Mars.

Biscuit: Cadbury's Mini Fingers
Taste test: 6 out of 10
Cost: £1 from Tesco in Brockenhurst

We're with her!

Today America will decide
whether to take on Jekyll or Hyde
surely out of 325 million
they could have found
better candidates
to lead the United States

Trump is a racist, a liar, a denier,
a groper and a hater
to the environment he's a traitor

Clinton's establishment, out of touch,
been at it for too long,
she's still singing the same political song

One choice is insincerity
the other may start World War III
But if you vote for Trump
you're voting for a bad smell
that can only get worse
and will be America's legacy and curse.

All things considered
WE'RE WITH HER!

Biscuit: McVitie's Digestives Nibbles in dark chocolate
Taste test: 7 out of 10
Cost: From Waitrose in Lymington

Why Am I Waiting?

Why am I still waiting
for the 7:39?
Why am I still waiting?
I’ve been here for a long time.
Is it stormy weather,
or livestock on the line?
Should I wait here ‘til the rain stops
and the sun begins to shine?

I hope it’s not the Union
who have called a strike.
Perhaps they have been offered
a new deal they just don’t like.

Maybe it’s subsidence
or leaves upon the track.
Or maybe it’s the train crew,
the ones they gave the sack.


Maybe there are trespassers
walking on the rails,
or maybe trees have blocked the way
straining against the gales.

If I’m late for work again,
the second time this week,
my boss could give a warning
and my prospects might be bleak.

So why am I still waiting
for the 7:39?
Oh please, come soon,
I must resume,
This damn commute of mine.