I have been away from this again, as regular followers will have noticed. Moving house, and trouble at my new employment (now ex-employment) have kept me away; not least because all my books and files to do with Rosemary (Sutcliff) are in store as we sort out our new home. But I am now warming up again to both reading and writing. So here, somewhat randomly, not something specific to Rosemary (Sutcliff), but an excellent poem from Carol Ann Duffy published this weekend in The Guardian. They reported that “it (has taken) the pile-up of recent political controversies including the badger cull and the bedroom tax to lure her back into verse.” The inanities of political and managerial clichés too perhaps? And Rosemary was always counselling me when writing to avoid both unnecessary commas and clichés …
22 Reasons for the Bedroom Tax
Because the Badgers are moving the goalposts.
The Ferrets are bending the rules.
The Weasels are taking the hindmost.
The Otters are downing tools.
The Hedgehogs are changing the game-plan
The Grass-snakes are spitting tacks.
The Squirrels are playing the blame-game.
The Skunks are twisting the facts.
The Pole-cats are upping the ante.
The Foxes are jumping the gun.
The Voles are crashing the party.
The Stoats are dismantling the Sun.
The Rabbits are taking the biscuit.
The Hares are losing the plot.
The Eagles are kicking the bucket.
The Rats are joining the dots.
The Herons are throwing a curveball.
The Shrews are fanning the flames.
The Field mice are sinking the 8-ball.
The Swans are passing the blame.
And the Pheasants are draining the oil from the tank-
but only the Bustards have broken the bank.