1. Never empty your handbag
2. I cannot write an acrostic poem in ten minutes (horrendous weekend).
But not to be deterred, here it is, and you may at least admire my handbag, marvel at my favourite carpet and be utterly bemused by what I carry about with me every day. I should make it clear that I was never a Boy Scout, nor a Girl Guide. Ever.

Countdown To London 2012
Torch
Haribo Horror Mix
Embroidery Christmas Tree
Three bank cards: different names
Etched glass roundel
Runestone necklace
Rubbish
One pair of grey boy’s socks
Receipts
Invitation
Sunglasses in case
Three passports: different names
Silver whistles
Hairspray: caution, flammable
Arthritis Care Helpline card
Nokia phone guide
Drugs
Batteries: AA
A sole blue paperclip
Gilchrist and Soames Mending Kit
Umbrella: telescopic
Notebook and pens
Vivienne and friends envelope
English currency
Irish currency
Lighter: gas, red
EasyJet letter: confirmation for the Games
Driving Licences: different names

Links to other works can be found at TFE's, right here: http://totalfeckineejit.blogspot.com/2010/02/mule-train-no-not-mule-trainpoetry-bus.html
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