21 April 2014


You think you’ve a handle on excess - 
and along comes Ms Unimpeachable 
t’ crock it’s hoop; doesn’t take much to 
knock plans askew. So sly burrowing’s 
fruitless and you need a fallback plan; 
one you concede hopefully as a splint 
for her milder rebuke - but she doesn’t 

appear easily fooled - & her assumed 
question, What’re you really doing? is 
unsaid. You glibly protest - I am dicing 
mangoes, with mobs of ‘em left I’ve an 
idea to make beer with some, but then 
your mango chutney’s okay too! 

© 1 February 2014, I. D. Carswell