Let's write a lunchtime limerick. We'll start, you continue. Our favourite line wins a meal for two #lunchtimelimerick
— Nando's (@NandosUK) August 3, 2010 There once was a chicken called Barci....next line...go! #lunchtimelimerick
— Nando's (@NandosUK) August 3, 2010 My 1st attempt:
There once was a chicken called Barci
who thought that being eaten was harsh, he
did not want to be
somebody’s tea
unless in Nando’s peri peri with parsley
Even Larger Hadron Collider by EricNapp So the day after I saw Prof Brian Cox on Newsnight discussing the issue of science funding I was looking through my son Eric’s folder of this terms work that he had brought home for the last day of term.
One piece stood out, following lessons on Leonardo Da Vinci, the class had been asked to invent something for the future
below I present Eric’s plans (Rough and final) for:
Do: enjoy the support act MushyBees even though you weren’t expecting a support act Don’t: Trip up on your walk to the venue, badly knackering your knee Do: Remember to take biscuits Don’t: Discover after 41 years of clear diction, that you develop a stutter when shouting out “an atrocity” as part of a punchline Do: Be slightly surprised how much James looks like the guy from “Lost” Don’t: Be amazed that Michael doesn’t punch anyone Do: Remember to drink lots, it gets very hot in a dungeon Don’t: be quite so excited about winning a second hand lightsabre Do: Go - It’s great fun in a convivial atmosphere surrounded by a friendly crowd All in all a fab afternoon out and Many thanks to Michael and James for putting it on P.
Just now waiting for my train home. Thoroughly enjoyed Mark Watson’s warm up show (given the weather warm up is an understatement) it was fab and one of the most accomplished warm ups I’ve seen.
I particularly liked the low key start. As we filtered in he was satting (cool new word) at his laptop quietly typing a commentary.
Once started properly he has an endearing stage presence and basically meandered around such topics as mortality, fatherhood and telling people off for an extremely funny 60 odd minutes.
Fab sign spotted yesterday in Kings Lynn. (In situ the real meaning is obvious, but at first glance I had a ‘campaign for plain English’ moment)
