empty space

Nothing much has really happened since I last came here. I spent a very nice weekend minding Keri's house while they went away for the weekend (SKYTV, broadband link and food in the cupboard). No bowls match, nothing in the way of meetings or anything, so to fill up the space, and to amuse, here's another from my favourite poet, write and Goon, Spike Milligan.

Teeth
English Teeth, English Teeth!
Shining in the sun
A part of British heritage
Aye, each and every one.

English Teeth, Happy Teeth!
Always having fun
Clamping down on bits of fish
And sausages half done.

English Teeth! HEROES' Teeth!
Hear them click! and clack!
Let's sing a song of praise to them -
Three Cheers for the Brown Grey and Black.