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Oh God. I’ve already been brutal once today. I’ll be delving for the wire coathanger next. :eek: Your timing is good for me ;) I’ve just spent a weekend surrounded by loads of little ice hockey boys from Britain, Sweden and Norway. Off-ice, fashions in clothing were similar, but you could...

RainbowGurl, it doesn't matter what other people do. Be safe. Wear a helmet. Be safer. Wear bright clothing. Be safer still. Enquire about training. I wasn't going to be harsh, but I will be, because this is a subject close to my heart. I used to instruct people to ride motorcycles. I've...

The boys were runners-up, having played Slough (overall winners; well done!), and Sunderland [English teams]; Kirkcaldy [the other Scottish team]; a Swedish team; and a Norwegian team. I didn’t DO anything, except swipe a proud tear from my eye when our semi-final went to penalties and my son...

Poet, can we be uncomplicated and call it ‘His Beautiful Ballet’? Honoured to be honored ;) Oh, that vast oceanic divide . . . Third Man Girl

Boys! Please. I am a full-grown woman [In the Cold Cold Night ;)] Third Man Girl

Well, it was until you lit that damn cigarette :mad: *cough. cough* ;) Third Man Girl

Poet. Would you be so kind as to allow me to tuck your poem into a small corner of my computer? I won’t tell a soul, if you won’t :o Oh, and does it have a title? Third Man Girl

:p :p :p Take a tongue-lashing, RaVeN :p :p :p Third Man Girl

Who me? :p btw. What does the sticky-out tongue smilie really mean? :confused: :) I know to Smile, when happy, :( Frown when I am sad, :D Big Grin when I'm laughing, :mad: And scowl when I am Mad. But when should I be sticking out my tongue? :p Third Man Girl

I think the boys are scared of you, Mile-O ;) Third Man Girl

Yes. I still want to know. :) PS. I didn't know about 'Pull back the Curtains' being random lyrics from a random musical either :o I don't go to random musicals. They do that all-singing-all-dancing business and it can be quite off-putting :( Third Man Girl

I didn't explain myself well. And the stupid joke didn't help. :( On a serious note: I meant that when you read the poem, you become the first person, don't you? ie the reader becomes 'I'. So, I assumed that when a male reader reached the line, 'I see you around with another girl', this...

Did someone speak? :p And . . . Martin - did you upset Phil? Third Man Girl

1. No 2. Well . . . 3. No – no! Stop it – slap! SLAP! Okay. Quickly. Because I’ve got two ice-hot days of hockey ahead and I need to sleeeeeeep. 1. No. This character is a natural-born bad guy. Dour, silent type. A no-regrets type ;) His brother is not a main character, so don’t get...

Ashlea is a sweetheart. Ask Wolf :) And Martin is a devil. A big one, who takes up a lot of Mini space. I’m still struggling with novelist. That implies someone that knows what they’re doing. What about a randomfiendishthoughtsproducer? Or a directorofwickedplots? Or a...

Thanks Ashlea. And you are an inspiration :) Third Man Girl

"Do more bewitch me than when art Is too precise in every part. " Ashlea. That is brilliant. Love it. :) :) :) Afterthought: When are you going to stop reading, and show us your writing? :) :D :cool: Third Man Girl

Please :o I believe you joined this forum after my thread/poem ‘Crimson Tears’ went missing, in which I explained that I am not a poet, but write through the eyes of my characters. And, I’m not a novelist :o :o. I am writing one book, for myself, about the characters who have lived in my...

I see them as being too perfect. I would be drawn to the one with the broken wingtip, or the one with the mischievous glint in its eye. Or what about a group of them stomping on their harps? Or using their harp-strings as trip wires? Oh dear. Angels . . . :) :) :) Third Man Girl

No! Don’t change anything. It’s your poem. And the snake analogy is my fault! It reminded me of a passage from the book I’m trying to write (please, don’t laugh). EXCERPT [Twin brothers, eighteen years old. Non-identical - very non-identical.] We continued our walk along the winding...