Wendy Patrick

He’s on his own. Or he can watch Nigel.

And killing.

And no mum to teach him how to do it.

He does his best.

He has got white hairs in his black fur & underneath his fur looks grey. Goodness knows what happened to his mum.

What is a fever coat?

Once Cathy dies it’s rubbish.

I like you Bruce, even if Tony doesn’t.

Premier League pussies.

Hurrah! Correct use of tenterhooks, not tenderhooks!

Bunkum the other day.

@bsgorrie.bsky.social

Even Anne Widdecombe believes that trans people shouldn’t be harassed.

And they were ginger.

Goddamn. What a sobering and poignant piece of conceptual art. What an amazing artist.

Poor little lamb.

I prefer Nigels.

Tut tut.

I’ve even missed the pedals off the bikes!

Because. I miss Bendor Grosvenor.

He is inspirational to all of us.

My favourite programme.

That is a Portuguese cat. But he does have Nigel’s aura.

@northresidentart.bsky.social
My painting sold at the charity auction, raising funds for abused women & children. So well done whoever bought it, lmara ( a local charity based in Nottingham) does good work.

The children’s other granny bought them because they were reduced. She cut me a bit off- l shan’t be trying them again.

It’s not nice.

Think someone didn’t grasp all of the aspects of the poem.

HE TELLS HER by Wendy Cope He tells her that the earth is flat - He knows the facts, and that is that. In altercations fierce and long She tries her best to prove him wrong. But he has learned to argue well. He calls her arguments unsound And often asks her not to yell. She cannot win. He stands his ground. The planet goes on being round.

A poem for all time

Baby Jack.

I don’t like the way she gurns at the camera.