Red Poppy wrote:Aw Mickey and I thought being judge and jury in your very own poetry competition would satisfy that unfulfilled craving to sit on the bench.
Poochy poo.
oh, what a sweet blunder! I haven't heard that misunderstanding from an adult before although it is the sort of precious ignorance that can sometimes be heard from kids at careers evenings.
being a Judge is not part of a shared hierarchy as being a Queen's Counsel. I guess your mistake is similar to me wondering if you are going to stop trying to write books in order to become a booking clerk ("at Fulham Broadway Station, what a waste") or a bookmaker. Maybe you crave becoming a publisher?
even if I wanted to stop being an advocate I couldn't afford scuh a dramatic drop in remuneration. but you have made me smile at the thought, so thanks.
as to the competition, yes it was great fun working with Manna, I was very satisfied for her to be on top and me to come behind her. however if you had wanted to be a judge there was an open invitation. perhaps you were too busy entering into the spirit by entering your poems. which ones were yours, remind me.
all the best
michael
ps I am really sorry for the accidental acrostic in my last post. I didn't notice it until I composed it. you are so sharp you obviously spotted it immediately so thanks for not mentioning it.I don't want anyone else to go back and read it. I feel soooo embarrassed. what are the odds of that ridiculous message just happening by chance?! this is the message I mean. and I really do hope no-one else reads the first letters.
Right! Even dead people or paralysed people, yes, get really educated and teach composition, history and poetry.) is in the briefest of meetings m'lud.
