Monday, April 9, 2007

Time's winged chariot

Our neighbour died in her bed on Friday. She was found yesterday. Police Rescue opened the door with a crowbar.


Thus, though we cannot make our sun
Stand still, yet we will make him run.

7 comments:

Joey Polanski said...

Tho I have been discoverd dead,

I hope my friends will nevr weep.

For I was in dear Cissys bed,

And hant had yet a wink o sleep.

Cissy Strutt said...

hehehehehe - you is so nawty Mr Polanski

Sara Sue said...

I'm sorry to hear about your neighbor, Cissy. Only our future Presidink could make me laugh after reading of a death. Thanks Joey!

Hope you had your fill of chocolate!

Cissy Strutt said...

I like that she got looked after by the residents of the apartment building.

Is it possible to get ones fill of chocolate? I have never yet achieved that blessed state - though I will continue to try my best.

Forrest Proper said...

You made me think of the Eric Bogle song "A Reason for it All". This sounds like the opposite, which is good. People think that you lose a sense of community in the city, but that does not have to be true, as you prove.

Anonymous said...

Ahh..What??!?

Anonymous said...

Can you still be with me at The old Fitzroy?