Showing posts with label W. B. Yeats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label W. B. Yeats. Show all posts

Tuesday, 13 June 2017

Nik Nak’s Daily Teaser — 13-6-2017

OK, I’ve realised something … 

Right here and now, I’ve realised that today’s song — This Year’s Love, by David Gray — seems very appropriate.

OK, I may not be this year’s love: unless you’ve got very strange taste in men!

But the penniless, “I’ve left a tenner in the cash machine,” saga continues.

Because?

Well, I went to the high street, yesterday: to at least try and reclaim the now lost tenner.

That’s not a problem: that’s now officially been refunded.


But … ?

I checked my wallet on the way to the bank: to make sure I could hand over my details when I got to the bank.

Only to find I’d lost that, too.

What I’d done?

Once I’d realised I forgotten the tenner, on Sunday?

I went back to the cash machine to check my balance … and forgotten to take the card out, once I’d finished … !

Ever had one of those weekends?

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Monday, 13 June 2016

Nik Nak’s Daily Teaser — 13-6-2016: Yeats.

I think I can safely say this … 

I’ve got a mild headache … !

I have to admit, I was at work, last night.

And … ?

Well, at roughly 9 o’clock, about half an hour before I was due to clock off.

And, yes: that’s about then the mild cramps started!

Which went and got worse: and only calmed down around twelvish: once I’d had a cocoa!

The net result, though … ?   Is that, this morning, I’ve something of a headache!   From, I suspect, tiredness.

Great: just what I wanted … 

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