Ivor’s Daily Gallivant
Sunday October 15, 2023: The Christmas of the abandoned Yuletide traffic cone.
Truly I would like to help make the world a better place but don’t have the inclination to be keep up to date with world news. It would only distress me. So, I ignore it mostly continuing writing my goofy blog and doing my goofy artwork. My hope is what I do will give pleasure, inspiration and amusement to some of my readers and viewers.
I prised myself out of my pit at around 10 and surveyed the street from my kitchen window and my gaze fell upon one of my neighbours Glen. We exchanged a few words. He had what turned out to be a gem, underfoot.
It was a misplaced traffic cone, which was a leftover from a recent bout of traffic repairs. Glen was worried it would be put to bad uses like being put on the roof of a car if left.
I took pity on the poor thing and took it in to shelter from the cruel and wicked world. With the result I now possess my very own traffic cone. Which in due course may be christened.
In a messenger conversation with a friend Lisa who I know vaguely I happened to mention my new adoptee. And she had the brilliant idea it would make a mini-Christmas tree.
(I thought I could spray it green and cut up the reflective strip into starlets)
I messaged my friend Rick who asked if my newly acquired adoptee was the fruit of a night of drunken mayhem, and debauchery on my part.
Which i denied adding that would have been in keeping with one of my former selves.
I have amongst my friends two, who have connection with the council and are familiar with the working of the criminal justice system.
‘Would I’ I enquired ‘incur the full wrath, fury and might of the the judiciary for such an act of wanton misuse of council property?’
‘No,’ they replied one adding ‘they’re got bigger fish to fry’.
So, the Christmas of the Yuletide abandoned traffic cone is soon to be.
Ivor’s Daily Gallivant
Sunday October 15, 2023: The Christmas of the abandoned Yuletide traffic cone.
Truly I would like to help make the world a better place but don’t have the inclination to be keep up to date with world news. It would only distress me. So, I ignore it mostly continuing writing my goofy blog and doing my goofy artwork. My hope is what I do will give pleasure, inspiration and amusement to some of my readers and viewers.
I prised myself out of my pit at around 10 and surveyed the street from my kitchen window and my gaze fell upon one of my neighbours Glen. We exchanged a few words. He had what turned out to be a gem, underfoot.
It was a misplaced traffic cone, which was a leftover from a recent bout of traffic repairs. Glen was worried it would be put to bad uses like being put on the roof of a car if left.
I took pity on the poor thing and took it in to shelter from the cruel and wicked world. With the result I now possess my very own traffic cone. Which in due course may be christened.
In a messenger conversation with a friend Lisa who I know vaguely I happened to mention my new adoptee. And she had the brilliant idea it would make a mini-Christmas tree.
(I thought I could spray it green and cut up the reflective strip into starlets)
I messaged my friend Rick who asked if my newly acquired adoptee was the fruit of a night of drunken mayhem, and debauchery on my part.
Which i denied adding that would have been in keeping with one of my former selves.
I have amongst my friends two, who have connection with the council and are familiar with the working of the criminal justice system.
‘Would I’ I enquired ‘incur the full wrath, fury and might of the the judiciary for such an act of wanton misuse of council property?’
‘No,’ they replied one adding ‘they’re got bigger fish to fry’.
So, the Christmas of the Yuletide abandoned traffic cone is soon to be.