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Nice fred Sprouty and I lubs you back   We are a community after all.

Heres a poem Which I comfort myself with after online excesses. Also in the words of the great RTE presenter Dave Fanning: You haven't lived until you've been mortified.

 

Not that you did anything wrong ...  You have absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about so here 

 

Things by Fleur Aldcock:

There are worse things than having behaved foolishly in public.

There are worse things than these miniature betrayals,

committed or endured or suspected; there are worse things

than not being able to sleep for thinking about them.

It is 5 a.m. All the worse things come stalking in

and stand icily about the bed looking worse and worse

and worse.

FM
Originally Posted by noseyrosie:

Nice fred Sprouty and I lubs you back   We are a community after all.

Heres a poem Which I comfort myself with after online excesses. Also in the words of the great RTE presenter Dave Fanning: You haven't lived until you've been mortified.

 

Not that you did anything wrong ...  You have absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about so here 

 

Things by Fleur Aldcock:

There are worse things than having behaved foolishly in public.

There are worse things than these miniature betrayals,

committed or endured or suspected; there are worse things

than not being able to sleep for thinking about them.

It is 5 a.m. All the worse things come stalking in

and stand icily about the bed looking worse and worse

and worse.

Oooooh a scarily prophetic piece of prose ......................I'm surprised I didn't write that myself 

Soozy Woo
Originally Posted by Soozy Woo:
Originally Posted by noseyrosie:

Nice fred Sprouty and I lubs you back   We are a community after all.

Heres a poem Which I comfort myself with after online excesses. Also in the words of the great RTE presenter Dave Fanning: You haven't lived until you've been mortified.

 

Not that you did anything wrong ...  You have absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about so here 

 

Things by Fleur Aldcock:

There are worse things than having behaved foolishly in public.

There are worse things than these miniature betrayals,

committed or endured or suspected; there are worse things

than not being able to sleep for thinking about them.

It is 5 a.m. All the worse things come stalking in

and stand icily about the bed looking worse and worse

and worse.

Oooooh a scarily prophetic piece of prose ......................I'm surprised I didn't write that myself 

You been there too Soozy?  - oh at least someone has!     i LOVE that poem - It could have been written for me  *coff*

FM

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