(Tim - in your last few posts you've told us how you considered posting a misleading obituary here, upon noticing a different poetdavidfranks had just passed away; you bragged about playing a "bruising" game of rugby against females, without any consideration of what damage may be done to their breasts, etc; you repeatedly call someone, who has never knocked any particular race/culture, a "racist" and a "bigot"; you repeatedly call that same person an "immigrant", when you have repeatedly been told of birth here in England, etc. - that IS "crazy".

Stu - if you send off a poem there, you'll see that it takes quite a while to appear (if it does appear), so editing is probably involved.)

With the C. of E. Synod discussing female Bishops at the moment, I'd like to remind that I have no problem with the next Archbishop of Canterbury being a female - because Archbishops DON'T have to lift heavy weights, etc. And there is nothing wrong, either, with a man doing a bit of...

Poem 93 of 230: ONE-POT COOKING

While living as a bachelor,
    I've cooked in just one pot -
Cast iron with a wooden handle,
    It can hold quite a lot:

Slices of potato and carrot
    Are boiled a while,
Before a thinly-chopped onion
    Is mixed with the pile;

Then I drain off most of the water,
    Add canned lentils and beans,
Stir with spice and tomato sauce -
    To an end, it's a means.

(C) David Franks 2003
From WalkaboutsVerse - and there's a pic today.