Sparta Puss here. The hairless monkeys are away for a few days and Ming The Merciless and I have a kitty sitter, a pleasant enough she-ape who can be persuaded to give me bigger portions than my simian servants do. My usual she-ape calls herself an artist which means that she stares at me whileContinue reading “Paws On The Pooter: 7”
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Paws On The Pooter: 6
The bald monkeys are still away and I’m getting bored. The kitty-sitter is nice enough but I can’t wind her up too much in case she withholds my treats. I like winding up the hairless apes. It’s fun. I like the noise the she-monkey makes when I throw rats at her. A high pitchedContinue reading “Paws On The Pooter: 6”
Paws On The Pooter: 5
The hairless apes are still away so I’ve been trawling through the photos on the pooter box to find some of me. And my homie, Ming The Merciless. Here I am catching up with some sleep and the she-monkey has drawn me. She says that I’m a poser. She’s an idiot. The kitty-sitter is aContinue reading “Paws On The Pooter: 5”
Paws On The Pooter: 4
I Am Sparta Puss! And my simians are away for a few days and they’ve left us with a kitty-sitter, a hairless she-ape who gives me treats on demand. She’s well trained. She’s lived with cats before, I can tell, she knows her place. Here’s one of my places, lying flat out on aContinue reading “Paws On The Pooter: 4”
Paws On The Pooter: 3
Sparta Puss here again, monkeys-who-can-read. You’re quite clever really, for simians. I’m clever too. Here I am helping the hairless she-ape to cut something called lino. She makes stuff called art from it. She’s an idiot. I’m off to exploit the kitty-sitter now. Toodles!
Paws On The Pooter: 2
Hello again Hairless Apes. The monkeys are away and the kitties will play! I Am Sparta Puss! I thought I’d take over the pooter box while the apes aren’t around and show you some drawings of me and my roomie, Ming The Merciless. Here she is, dozing on top of the bed on top ofContinue reading “Paws On The Pooter: 2”
Paws On The Pooter: 1
Greetings Hoomins. Sparta Puss here. The manky monkeys have gone away for a few days – for some sun, they said. Wimps. Why don’t they just grow a fur coat like me?! So I got my paws on the pooter box and I’m going to publish a few drawings – of me of course. AndContinue reading “Paws On The Pooter: 1”
Variations On The Spoken Word
I went to Rufus Mufasa’s album launch last night at Cinema & Co in Swansea and it was a fantastic explosion of word performance, so different to traditional poetry performances, so energetic and angry and joyous and funny and full of life. And so varied. She had invited lots of other performers to joinContinue reading “Variations On The Spoken Word”
Word Performers
Husb and I went along to Cinema & Co this evening for poetry, rap and word performance. I have dismal memories from decades ago of ‘Poets and Pints’ nights in local pubs, with few exceptions, full of third-rate wannabe John Cooper Clark’s declaiming drunkenly and I’ve mostly avoided poetry ever since. But this new generationContinue reading “Word Performers”
Rocking In The Dark
Husb and I went to a friend’s seventieth birthday party this evening and it was fab. There was a rock band playing classics from the 60s and 70s. Great fun. Lots of dancing. There were people from their twenties to their nineties partying and it was lovely. Of course, I had to have aContinue reading “Rocking In The Dark”
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