I've been scanning and cropping old black and white photos today, so probably a fair amount of nostalgia will creep into my blogging for a while. This one is for Margaret. She may or may not have a copy. It shows our friend, Barbara, on the left, then me, and then Margaret, with her parents near her. I remember we were just off on Our Great Adventure.
THE GREAT ADVENTURE
It was nineteen-fifty-something .
We had never been abroad
And a simple hitch-hiking holiday
Was all we could afford.
France was just over the Channel,
But a truly foreign place,
And the exotic people seemed
A totally different race.
I remember the excitement
As we packed and said goodbye,
But why were we sitting on a beach?
I really don't know why.
Memories are just fragments;
The whole picture never appears.
But it's good to remember happiness
After all these many years.
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ZOMOTHERAPY
Have you got a blood disorder?
Is your patience wearing thin?
Are you searching for a cure-all
That will ease the state you're in?
Raw-meat therapy might help you!
Zomotherapy to the fore!
Some raw-meat soup might be the answer!
Can't do you much harm, for sure!
Here's the recipe to help you.....
Take half a pound of minced raw meat,
Mix with milk to make a paste.
(Alright! Alright! I can hear you!
'This isn't really to my taste!')
If you wish, add some tomatoes;
Even risk a little cream!
Open up and toss it downwards!
It may work just like a dream!
Zomotherapy is the treatment
Often mooted for T.B.
I got all this stuff from Google;
If you're 'put off' don't blame me!
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PS. This is a serious treatment suggested by specialists! Forgive my levity!
BB
