Bryntin has the great fortune to be living in an area of the country where there are very few other people to be affected by his existence. This probably makes things generally better for everyone. However, there are other humans to be found in the vicinity. Very often the closest is Mrs Bryntin, who is… Continue reading A Recommended Post on Another Blog (but you have to suffer some of mine to get to it, unless you simply scroll past it)
There is a tradition in blogging that seems to be about the reposting older works on a Thursday. This is officially called 'Throwback Thursday'. I considered why it might be Thursday specifically and I concluded that there are few days of the week that can be attached to an appropriate alliteration. Possibly you could have… Continue reading Throwback Thursday: Effortless posting
With it being a relatively quiet time in UK politics, what with one PM being nearly out and two possible replacements being not quite in, Bryntin thought he'd see what sort of state the state was in, particularly after the state visit of the President of the United States, for which he had already stated… Continue reading Lovers and Loathers.
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Things that I used to do when I started this blog but haven't done much of lately. Just the Facts. - A little list of completely spurious made up stuff with sometimes a loose theme, often not, and then I started mucking about with it and using it to dump… Continue reading Predictable
Good Morning. Well, it is here if the scheduling facility has worked properly. But you may well be elsewhere in the world and therefore be on any other time in the 24 hours on the globe. Unless you think the Earth is in fact flat, in which case just shout up to your Mum from… Continue reading Absence
Welcome to my latest attempt at Ronovans Haiku Challenge Prompt. This week Ronovan has provided the words Rip and Mend to be the ones to fit into our strictly structured syllabletastic soliloquies. (I don't think they are actually soliloquies but it works for the asinine alliterative arseholes among us) Anyway, let's enter the prompt words… Continue reading Sometimes I Don’t Rhymes: Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge #257
One of the joys of earlier than expected retirement from working/not bothering to look for another job after his stroke which is fine with Mrs Bryntin as long as he behaves himself and/or makes himself useful occasionally - is that Bryntin now finds himself as chief household dog walker. Normally his little terrier Gwynnik gets… Continue reading At the Speed of Parps