Silly Saturday with Shelma

Shelma was going out on a date

So excited she just couldn’t wait

She was looking her best

In her January Sales dress

The evening was going to be great

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Sandy lit Shelma’s fuse

She loved his winkle picker shoes

It brightened her mood

To be with such a cool dude

He banished her January blues!

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They wanted to paint the town red

But painted the beach blue instead

A moonlit walk along the sand

Strolling together hand in hand

Anticipating what lay ahead.

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poem by Judy E. Martin

shell art by Sandra Dorey

 

 

What lies ahead for this couple I wonder, any ideas?

Will it be calm seas or stormy waters?

Judy and I have enjoyed teaming up again this week. I do love her take on things, pop across to Judy’s Blog to read more of her delightfully beguiling work.

Did you know you CAN still buy Winkle-Picker shoes? I’ll be looking out for them now.

I recently found the pebbles that my grandchildren children had drawn on last Summer, lurking in the bottom of a bag. They had obviously been lying in wait, ready for an appearance in a ‘Silly Saturday’ or two.

 

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Silly Saturday at the Sales

January Sales

Miss Shelma received her weekly pay

And decided to spend it on a lovely day.

With her handbag swinging she strolled into town

Thoughts of the high street banishing her frown.

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Out of the hairdresser’s and back into the shops

Shelma looked radiant in her little white frock.

She was having a blast in the January sales

Snapping up bargains and browsing the rails.

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Hundreds of dresses, thousands of shoes

Shelma was verging on January sales blues.

She hailed a cab: ‘ To Sheldon Street’, she cried

And collapsed with all those lovely bags by her side.

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 poem by  Sue M

shell picture by Sandra D

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A guest poet today, my dear friend Sue. We have known each other for over 40 years. She introduced me to Dr. John Cooper Clarke’s poems and occassionally we have poetic exchanges via email. Sue is not a blogger and doesn’t follow blogs but we share a love for all things arty. I was thrilled that the shell collage inspired her to write a poem and name this little person Shelma from Sheldon Street.

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Have a fun filled and Silly Saturday!

Joining in with Cee’s Odd Ball Challenge.

Silly Saturday

And now for something slightly different (lifted from FB) – tiz the season for silly games so here goes:

My Crafting Superhero name –  Funky Stamping Crusader

What’s yours?

Cinders?

Maggie rummaged through the ball gown rails in her local charity shops and found this little number – a bit of upcycling and she was off …

A Panto was coming to town

Maggie donned her best gown

She was going for an audition

For the Cinderella position

And didn’t want to let herself down.

 

The producers were very impressed

And thought that she was the best

Her smile so disarming

She won over Prince Charming

And outshone all of the rest.

 

Maggie’s career had come very far

From her lap dancing days in the bar

How she loved being on stage

But missed the large wage

She could get from the cash in her bra!

 

poem by Judy E. Martin

shell picture by Sandra Dorey

 

Here we are again with another Silly Saturday.

Judy is writing a series of Christmas Limericks at the moment – just right to read out as an antidote to all those cracker jokes.

Have a wonderful time, whatever you get up to.

Strictly Maggie

 

Maggie’s was looking her best

Kitted out in her fanciest dress

She practiced her prancing

For Strictly Come Dancing

The Shells were very impressed!

 

She really got in the groove

Performing the American Smooth

Her waltz was divine

And foxtrot sublime

Maggie knew how to move!

 

There will be no more tits and arse

Maggie was a woman of class

Her lap dancing days

Though an interesting phase

Was now a thing of the past!

 

poem by Judy E Martin

shell art Sandra Dorey

 

Judy and I have joined forces to celebrate the Strictly Come Dancing final with Maggie for today’s Silly Saturday.

Pop across to Judy’s blog to read her cheeky Christmas Limericks.

 

Yoga with Aliens #sillysaturday

This yoga is really quite good

Sometimes it’s been misunderstood

When feeling depressed

Or when life gets you stressed

It can help to lighten your mood

It can make you look and feel great

Helps you focus and concentrate

The different types of positions

Help some medical conditions

There’s even one for the prostate!

Those earthlings have got it all sussed

This yoga lark is a must

You don’t have to be wealthy

To keep yourself healthy

With a body strong and robust.

poem by Judy E. Martin

pebble picture  by Sandra Dorey

 

Feeling stressed in the build up to Christmas?

The Aliens are back with a bit of timely advice. They have had a rethink about yoga and are limbering up to get fit and ready for the excesses of the festive season.

Judy and I have joined forces again to bring you another pebble and shell Silly Saturday.

I hope you manage to fit in a bit of silliness this Saturday.

I will be taking Big Bro and Little Bro to watch their Dad, number one son, play hockey. I spent many years on the side lines watching first my brother and husband, then my children play various sports, so it will be a trip down memory lane – it is going to be verrrrrrrry cold though, so I’m not sure how long we will last. I’m taking drawing supplies in case we spend most of the time in the club house.

 

 

A Silly Saturday with Fred

Let me introduce you to Fred, my perfect date for my Birthday Weekend.

The photo above shows him getting ready for the Frida Kahlo party.

Do you all remember or know about Homepride Fred?

My sister has a thing for Fred! She has been collecting Homepride Freds in all their many and various forms for years. Earlier in the year she started photographing him at events she went to – I just loved the silliness of this, it obviously runs in the family. She took him to Chelsea Flower Show, The Dorchester Hotel, Royal Ascot …. and others – they had a fun summer together! But Fred had been back on the shelf for far too long, so I invited him to join me as we pranced around London in flowery headdresses.

Our first date: dinner on Friday night …

Then the next morning  … looking to me like the Milk Tray ad ….. “and all because the lady loves ……..” (another one) arriving on his horse, he presented me with a birthday cake.

The gorgeous horse was made by ceramicist Jane Muir.

Then off we went to the Battersea Arts Centre to meet up with my daughter and niece.

My daughter had made me this fab card with a perfect quote she had found, written inside

After an afternoon nap, whilst we had fun spreading smiles and sunshine meandering along the Northcote Road, Fred was ready for a bit of drum practice before hitting London’s Jazz Scene

Each November London holds a Jazz Festival right across the city. 

We were off to the 606 Club, what a place – it is like stepping back in time. As you let yourself in through the black metal grill and scaled the steep bare wooden steps down to the tunnel corridor below, you could be entering an illicit 1950’s/60’s crime den, it felt like being in a film.

After a fabulous meal and an evening of virtuoso jazz performances Fred met Trisha Clowes, acclaimed saxophonist, at the bar.I don’t think she had a clue who Fred was but she played along and joined in the fun!

Fred had a great night

 

and as you can see the partying continued as we danced to old 60s and 70s cool and groovy hits playing on the Juke Box.

 

 

Fred was a bit the worse for wear the next morning

But after a couple of Paracetemol he was ready to go to Covent Garden where they seem to be taking inspiration from the Tate Modern and suspending large shiny spheres overhead

and then time for a walk in the park before meeting up with friends for tea

more of Fred’s deliciously arty tea on another Silly Saturday …….

Are you doing anything silly this weekend?