Dog Fisherrel!
My topical tropical fish were untypically humpy
In fact they were quite off it and grumpy.
Apparently, I forgot to refill the digital automatic feeder!
So l fed them by hand,
And now they look grand,
As they are actually, rather than virtually, replete.
My fish are happily lunching
But you cannot hear them munching.
Because, "In aquaria no one can hear your Bream".
George Roberts who should know better November 2026
Ode to Tartiflette (or how I stopped worrying about my waistline and learned to love full fat baked cheese)
When it turns autumnal
You can wager a Brie bet,
That if I need to warm up
I bake a tasty tartiflette.
When the wind blows so very cold.
From my head to my knobbly knees.
I will seek: potatoes, onions, garlic,
Wine and molten cheese.
Although its full of 'taters'
I like to be well fed,
And though I need no more carbs,
I like to dip my bread.
I enjoy a spoon of grain mustard.
Rosemary and nutmeg are a must.
I savour a sourdough slice to push through
A baked Reblochon or Camembert crust.
Some like their Irish Stew cordon-bleu,
You may choose what you culinary please.
Some favour their chicken curry vindaloo
But for me, when it comes to autumn, it's 'Fancy-French' baked cheese.
George Roberts 'Spleeny' Doggerel November 2026
According to my amazing wife who makes this sweet treat.
For the batter:
For the rhubarb compote: (Made before and refrigerated).
Cube the rhubarb and put into a saucepan
Add a little star anise and ginger to taste.
Add a wine glass of orange juice.
Add caster sugar to taste.
Stew on a low heat until the rhubarb is cooked and thickens into a compote.
Allow to cool in a refrigerator.
Put two table spoons of stewed and sweetened rhubarb compote in the bottom of a suitably sized microwaveable bowl.
Put half the mixture on top of the rhubarb.
Microwave at full power (900 w) for two minutes and 15 seconds.
Leave to stand for one minute.
Turn out into a dish.
Pour some double cream over the top.
Add a piece of honeycomb for a real sweet treat!
Eat whilst hot.
Serves one. - Lush!
Halloween has always been a big event in Suffolk, UK. We have lived here for nearly forty five years and had never heard that it is also known as 'Samhain' in this county.
Saying Goodbye is so very hard to do
Once you buy into bullshit
It is difficult to let go
You can see where you went
Like shit in the snow
You were given a hat
With a few words to repeat
That worked on the way up
And now in retreat
You did and said things awful
And if you let it go
You will have to smell the turd
That's still there in the snow
You were told you were important
For the first time in your life
Protecting all the women folk
Whilst dumping on your wife
You have no friends
But instead you have a cult
So push the door shut
And then slide the bolt
But saying bye to bullshit
And admitting you were wrong
Denies your importance
And admits you don't belong.
George Roberts 'Woke poet for decency.' Halloween October 2026.
Fair Game Guvnor
Mayfair and the Old Kent Road - two ends of the same circle.
'The Top Hat and the 'Old Boot'.
Declare the best regime
Can only be extreme!
'Privatised Utilities' - H2O on 'time and a turd' with 'Putane Gas' on tap.
It may sound awfully abrupt.
'Just sayin', money and power will corrupt
And there is an alternative hypothesis.
Because just as bears are drawn to honey.
Grifty bastards are attracted
by politics, power and money.
When narcissists roll their loaded dice it's all done with smoke and mirrors.
And empathy remains broke,
With a nose caked up with coke.
"You have won second prize in a beauty contest".
But it remains a massive mystery to the likes of you and me,
Why this minority group of Nazis make repeat appearances, on prime time, BBC. TV.
"Go to Jail, go immediately to Jail"
Seek the Lord's holy grail
And find Jesus in your cell.
Play the teary victim -# very sad face!😢 Change actual name to something simple and blame dear old Mum and Dad!
My childhood, I must sadly confess
Was abusive and a shit-show.
A complete dysfunctional mess!😢
Crowd fund the legal defence!
A collective, exploitive and mercenary racket
For funding that one true pal, Mr. Charlie Packet.
And then after a mute month of lying low, 'Just Parking',
Throw a doubtful 'double six'
And get back on board
With the other 'Grifting' pricks'
'Pass 'Go' and collect £200 from a Community Chest you declared 'broken'.
George Roberts doggerel of the day. October 2026
Climbing in the Swiss Alps
It was a time of plenty
Nineteen Seventy.
I attended my first dinner party
at a semi in Bellevue
and there between Liz and Mary
I first ate Swiss fondue.
It was a time before houmous
a time before falafel
but I recall a weird vinegar mix
of red cabbage and stewed apple.
It was a moment of metamorphosis
a phase transition in societal class,
a moment of social danger
should I fall on my working class arse.
But that was then
and now is now.
Times gain was social ease.
So in Two thousand and twenty-six,
when I dip my bread in the fondue pot ,
I just savour the molten cheese.
'Spleeny' George Roberts. October 2026
