Category Language
The Parrot Meets Doombeetle Down a Drain
This latest stanza records a strange encounter. Odd MP’s seem to be having similar encounters in and around Portcullis House, at present. For those who don’t know, this is a building across the road from the UK Houses of Parliament. For an example see here : https://www.facebook.com/watch/?v=752395791889320
The Parrot Still in London
This is one of a rapid succession of these rhyming commentaries, written during a sequence of events even more furious, momentous and disturbing than usual. I composed it quite early on Thursday 26th September. The previous night., in the House of Commons, only just back from America, following the Supreme… Continue reading The Parrot Still in London
The Toad Speak of Truth as a Cage
Further thoughts on the felon’s need to lie, to keep something hidden, or maybe just to replace boring old reality with the comfort and excitement of one’s own creation.… Continue reading The Toad Speak of Truth as a Cage
Mr Toad Refers to the Tower
Our chaos, outside and inside, whirls about so fast that I forget what day it was more stuff happened. Maybe it was two days ago that we heard that Prime Minister Johnson’s advice to the Queen, that parliament should be closed down for several weeks… Continue reading Mr Toad Refers to the Tower
The Parrot Watches Another Circus Act
Events are taking place at a speed even more bewildering than “usual.” The references in this latest stanza, uploaded Sunday 8th September, already feel bit old as I write this, even though the events they refer to took place only days ago. Johnson began this last week as if starting… Continue reading The Parrot Watches Another Circus Act
The Parrot Joins the Circus
Prime Minister Johnson and his gang had lost a succession of important votes the day before this stanza was written. Several prominent and moderate Tories who had voted against the government and against the possibility of a “No Deal” Brexit, had simply been sacked. Ken Clarke was one of those… Continue reading The Parrot Joins the Circus
The Parrot Studies Mr Toad
Last night, the UK’s new “Prime Minister” lost both his (tiny) majority and a significant vote in the House of Commons, in which a number of Tories rebelled against the hoodlum hit squad presently masquerading as the nation’s Tory government. The rebels should be honoured for that.
The Parrot Has Another Say
This stanza was written during the week-end preceding what seemed to be Parliament’s last and only chance to block Mr Johnson’s stated option of a “No Deal” Brexit. The Executive vs the Legislature. Mr Johnson and “The People” (or enough of them, he hoped) vs parliamentary scrutiny, or – as… Continue reading The Parrot Has Another Say
The Parrot Repetitive
The parrot in his cage is sitting pretty, hanging on tight. Meanwhile, Mr Toad is enjoying himself in the chaos he’s been allowed to stir up. Chaos is Toad’s element. It tends to follow him, with cameras. Presumably those who’ve granted Toad this scope find chaos fun as well.
The first… Continue reading The Parrot Repetitive