Saturday, 17 February 2007

Friday, 16 February 2007

Boy Racer

Boy Racer
Races without fear
Wheels instead of legs
Handlebars for ears

Tour de France
Was his tour de force
Was where he found fame
(And money of course)

But...

Tragic end
To his victories
Would come descending
In the Pyranees

Breakneck speed
On a course so narrow
Lost him a wheel
Now he's a barrow

Thursday, 8 February 2007

An Interlude To Proceedings

Well, nothing completed for a while, but several things part-written at the moment. Come to think of it, actually, I Movies They Never Made, #62 should actually have been done by now.

I just thought I'd entertain you with my day today. The school where I work was closed today, because of the snow. And this is what I did to pass the time:







HUGGING SNOWMEN!

Though it wasn't my idea. The Lovely Clare suggested it. I then spent over an hour freezing my little puds off.

Sunday, 14 January 2007

My Vampire Teacher

I found this yesterday in the notebook I was writing ideas down in during the summer. I'd completely forgotten I'd written it. I think I may turn it into an AudioFlea too, with crappy illustrations. If I find the time. I also found a couple of titles I'd come up with that I'd completely forgotten about. One of them may become a series of "animated" adventures. I use the word "animated" in its loosest possible sense, there, of course.

My Vampire Teacher

My teacher is a vampire,
Of that I am most sure.
He keeps his two long pointy teeth
Inside his bottom drawer.

And when my friends are naughty
He makes them stay behind.
He sucks their blood and changes them
Into his vampire kind.

My classmates are all vampires,
I'm the last one to remain.
I know my teacher wants my soul,
Which I'll never let him gain.

I'll keep a string of garlic
Upon me at all times.
I'll smuggle in a crucifix
To stop him in his crimes.

I'll steal my teacher's sunscreen,
Which he needs to go outdoors.
I'll plant a box of wooden stakes
Inside the classroom stores.

I want to tell my parents,
But they won't believe it's true.
They'd tell me, "Don't be silly,
"Your mind's playing tricks on you."

My teacher is a vampire.
He drinks naughty children's blood.
The only way to save myself
Is to only. Ever. Be good.

Monday, 25 December 2006

Movies They Never Made 61

A return to good clean fun today after getting a bit carried away yesterday, inspired by Christmas Day telly. Merry Christmas, everyone!

Friday, 22 December 2006

Monday, 9 October 2006

MySpace!

I've created a profile on MySpace and I'll be playing around with it for a while to see what I can do with it:

myspace.com/EvilFlea