A cheery little something for the weekend.

I came across this poem by Roger McGough only this morning. It made me laugh, and I thought, 'I'd like to meet that Roger McGough. He sounds like my kinda guy.' SURVIVOR

Every day, I think about dying. About disease, starvation, violence, terrorism, war, the end of the world.

It helps keep my mind off things.

(I'm not saying it's everyone's sense of humour, mind you….)

Anyway, this weekend, I shall be taking my mind off everything -- just down the beach from here.